It is possible to discern in Hound, which was penned ahead of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead (though premiered later), a fourth-wall-breaking consideration of flexible identity. But at heart it's a clever goof that — despite the uncovering, once the reviewers get involved in the creaky mystery, of a murderous critical hierarchy — never completely makes sense. And Arciniegas does drag the fun out a little. But the production hits the right parodic buttons and lingers on them lovingly, with Jeff Adelberg's stagy lighting a hoot and Sheriden Thomas's Mrs. Drudge a delectable sandwich of ham and deadpan.
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