Last year, American poet/playwright Marcus Gardley scored a hit at the Tricycle by transporting Lorca to 19th-century New Orleans, and his loose adaptation of Molière’s 1664 Tartuffe seemed equally promising – the hypocritical religious devotee becoming a Deep South charlatan preacher. But, in Indhu Rubasingham’s unrelentingly broad production, the original’s subversive message is sacrificed for toothless slapstick.
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