(Charles Isherwood’s article appeared in the New York Times, 6/19.)
GLENCOE, Ill. — If you’ve ever wondered, with either fascination or revulsion, just what it might be like to get in bed with Stanley Kowalski, consider a trip to this Chicago suburb forthwith. The Writers’ Theater production of “A Streetcar Named Desire” directed by David Cromer takes you within a millimeter or two of this carnal knowledge. If you happen to be seated in the right spot — the easily unnerved might call it the wrong spot — you can practically see those “colored lights” going yourself when Stanley and Stella engage in a fraught bout of lovemaking after that poker game ends in violence and tears.
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