(Alexis Soloski’s article appeared in the New York Times February 17, 2016; via Ms. Paguay.)
Who needs cakes and ale when you have pizza and lager? In the best bits of “Twelfth Night,” presented at the Skirball Center for the Performing arts in association with the Royal Shakespeare Company, The British troupe Filter Theater reimagines Shakespeare’s comedy as a frat bacchanal. There’s even an improvement on beer pong.
Filter specializes in eliciting the immediacy and bounce from classic texts. A few years ago, I saw its wildly inventive. “A Midsummer Night’s Dream,” which reset the play backstage at a theater with Oberon as an imperious director and puck as a beleaguered stagehand. There was a food fight in the middle and not even being hit with a bread roll dimmed my enthusiasm.