note: entire contents copyright 2002 by Beverly Creasey
Reviewed by Beverly Creasey
With all the classy holiday shows around town, CentaStage decided to dance to a different drummer-boy. "Spiked Eggnog" is shamelessly silly, woefully bereft of good taste and, well: funny. Last year's "Xmas Files" was a bit headier. This year they're aiming lower and for the most part theyre on target.
I've been a pushover for Rick Park in heels and a beehive ever since "Greater Tuna" so it was sheer joy to see him once again bedecked, bewigged and balanced on spiked heels. John Kuntz gets to dress up too, of course, and to cavort --- my fave was the nihilistic lounge singer. You just can't beat that duo for laughs, except when they're insulting my fashion sense! Director Curt Miller must have had quite a time reigning them in.
The women, Jan Davidson and Julie Perkins, are quite disturbing in their own right (and their own write since all four penned the show, especially in Kuntz' kindergarten "All About Eve". Bette Davis was never so frightening.