Sabrina charms at 2nd Story

By BILL RODRIGUEZ  |  August 14, 2012

American class consciousness of the early 1950s is ostensibly much of what this play discusses, but it seems to not want to offend those born to wealth, or strivers, or those who have successfully striven. Shortly after returning, Sabrina is not invited to a party but peeks in from a door, as she used to as an overlooked servant's child. But now she is not only dripping with sophistication but she also has money, plenty of it, so it would hardly be a charity case for the Larrabees to take her into the family. Either son would be marrying up.

Anyway. This production of Sabrina Fair is good, romantic fun, a vastly better effort than any sociological study.

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