While it's hard to fault the general platform of the egalitarian left--anti-exploitation, pro-worker, anti-fat cat--it's always hard to separate the movement from the specter of forced collectivization and of being coerced into dressing frumpily. No worries on the latter account for the Trece Lunas Arts Collective, who in their new scattershot production give us natty turn-of-the-(previous)-century suits, half-naked servants to a hysterical castrato, and a man, dancing in skimpy drag, who looks fit to play small forward for the... More >>>