Bag the Dog

A one-trick puppy, Sylvia will put you to sleep

One good performance does not an evening of theater make. I attended the show's first Friday-night performance, an exception made by the company, which usually requests that critics come on Saturday. I was informed that the difference between these two performances "is like night and day," but I doubt that by the following night Ewart had stopped bellowing or that Trujillo had stopped indicating and started acting.

In any case, the problem with Sylvia is not confined to mediocre acting or the limitations of Gurney's story. It's that none of this flea-bitten nonsense adds up to much in the end. Considering the playwright's past successes, sitting through his two-hour dog show is especially disappointing--like having your leg humped when you were hoping to get laid.

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