Rather than trying to mitigate the outlandishness and supremely dodgy sexual politics of this classic American musical, Rachel Kavanaugh’s smartly knowing production makes its absurdity a giddy virtue. A 1954 MGM Golden Age oddity adapted for stage in 1978, it loosely transposes the Roman rape of the Sabine women to 1850s Oregon, where eligible gals are scarce.
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