What would happen if a little blue eyed soul got injected into the world of Shakespeare? John Peck shows us in "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern and Hall and Oates."
(places her hand on HALL's chest)
Stay, you lion-maned pair, tell me
Of your distant City of Brotherly Love,
That we may, as they say, get to know
The heft and measure of each other's thoughts.
I can't go for that.
No can do.
I can't go for that, can't go for that, can't go for that.
Enter SAXOPHONIST; QUEEN GERTRUDE flees.
Most of the state directions read like the more uncomfortable moments of The Office, and it is awesome.