(Chris Jones’s article appeared in the Chicago Tribune, 6/13.)
If I were to say this was a review of a Jule Styne revue at a shoebox-sized cabaret space in Rogers Park, you might well be picturing a little clutch of cute, smiling, cruise ship-like performers, perched on barstools and chirpily warbling the likes of "Three Coins in the Fountain," "Just in Time" and "I've Heard That Song Before" as if this were the last lounge in the last Holiday Inn at the end of world. Well, I don't want to rain on your parade on anything, but if that's the mental picture, you've never been to the Theo Ubique Cabaret Theatre, an artistic enterprise that, at this particular Chicago moment, is red hot.