A Dangerous Rage

How is that these one-man-play guys are so good at building sets? Are they really as good as it seems or is it Seattlest's imagination? Set designers bust ass for weeks to put something together and/or spend thousands of dollars and guys like Mark Pinkosh of Balagan Theater's "A Dangerous Age" just pull something out of the air from their perch on a blank stage. One minute on Saturday we were adjusting our drink on a table in the lower level of CHAC and the next our socks were loaded with sand and we were sitting on a dune in Michigan, listening to the waves and admiring Chicago's nighttime glow in the distance. Next to us a couple of gay guys made out and behind us were the ominous shadows cast by military barracks, which had to have something to do with the ferocity of those gay dudes.

In Balagan Theater's second ever production Mark Pinkosh plays a Michigan circuit party type who summers in his parents' lake cabin near a military base, and he plays a soldier stationed at that military base who's hungry for his first homosexual contact before he ships to Iraq. We get a few glimpses of the lives of each from before they meet, and a few from after they part and, of course he depicts their short time together. It's really powerful and serious and funny and the final performances are tonight, Friday and Saturday. Tickets.