One of the most fascinating aspects of Greek drama is the ability for modern theatre artists to freely interpret it. Rarely are togas and masks seen on the stage, since the authors are long deceased, no one feels the need to stick to a single reading of the text. That makes Waiting for Apollo fun and interesting. From the coed trio of furies running around in swimming suits, Orestes trying to shake them and the rest of the cast constantly changing costumes over the breakneck paced hour long run time, it represents a lot of the fun that can be had with Euripides. As crazy as it was, though, the sound and space could have been treated in a louder and faster way, building up in momentum even more so that Apollos entrance at the end would have even more impact. That being said, the refreshingly irreverent quality that Washingline Productions takes to this classic reminds us of what artists at the Fringe are capable of.
