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It's an interesting idea, casting some of Philadelphia's most recognizable musical and comedic actors in a play that's certainly neither of those things. But perhaps so dramatically recasting Tennessee Williams' A Streetcar Named Desire, as director Malcolm Black has done at the Walnut Street Theatre, is a smart idea: it distances us from the Marlon Brando/Vivien Leigh/Kim Hunter/Karl Malden casting we all know and allows us to take a fresh look at the show.

...), it makes little sense that EgoPo Productions, in their year-long Tennessee Williams festival, would choose to outsource Williams' best-known work to other theatre companies for staged readings, and produce two of his least-known, most autobiographical, and, dare I say, most self-indulgent, plays in their stead.

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The third floor of the Christ Church Meetinghouse is a strange venue for a play. It's a big, open room that once served, or perhaps sometimes still serves, as a gymnasium. I've been there when it's been employed as a theatre, and also when it had been converted to a sound stage. On my most recent expedition there, it was the former, for Egopo Productions' production of a lesser-known Tennessee Williams play, . It probably seems an odd choice to produce as a kick-off for a season of Tennessee Williams, especially if you're not familiar with Ego Po. But in truth, it's the perfect way to introduce the brilliantly eccentric Williams: the play is semi-autobiographical, written by a playwright late in his life as he struggled to define his formative years for both his critics and himself, when his current and carefully-cultivated self had brought him such pain.

This week's quote is brought to you by Tennessee Williams, whose play, Vieux Carre, is being produced by Ego Po Productions starting next week. It runs in full: The color, the grace and levitation, the structural pattern in motion, the quick interplay of live beings, suspended like fitful lightning in a cloud, these things are the play, not words on paper, nor thoughts and ideas of an author, those shabby things snatched off basement...