Rather than adapt one of Ambrose Bierce's wry tales for the stage, this Lincoln Square Theatre production disgorges nine and fails to do any of them justice. Bierce's plot twists come across as paltry gimmicks without the rich swaddling of his writing, which director Kristina Schramm unravels. Jae Renfrow comes closest to preserving the cornpone imperiousness of Bierce's pen in his powerfully delivered monologues, but distractions abound. The stage bustles with cartoon cutouts, tree characters, and other grade-school favorites, dealing the stories a violent blow. Possibly suitable for children of a morbid upbringing. --Keith Griffith
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