The Playwright and His Audience

In “Theater on the Edge,” the emperor has no clothes, and neither does anyone else. The audience is blamed for not applauding this travesty on theater, intelligence, sanity and taste.

When there is so much good avant-garde theater available, why must we spend time and money on tasteless crudity that reinforces the cry of Jesse Helms for the censorship of recipients of public funds? After all, there are choices between these two extremes.

Abdoh states, “I’ve never been so depressed.” Neither have I, Mr. Abdoh, neither have I.

ELIZABETH M. SURACE

Laguna Hills