“Hey, let’s put on a show right here! How about something by Dostoyevsky!”
To the best of my knowledge, that’s a line never spoken in any of those cheerful old movies, usually starring Mickey Rooney, about fresh-faced youngsters meeting the challenge of summer stock theatre.
Yet here’s Hudson Village Theatre, that summertime company housed in a delightfully picturesque railway station, inviting the great Russian malcontent to come darken their doorstep with this touring adaptation.
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