There’s a sicko living in the White House, a toxic narcissist with no boundaries and addiction issues, a sadist constantly lashing out while begging for attention. Although I’m aware this statement could apply to roughly 90% of U.S. Presidents, the freak in question is Mary Todd Lincoln, wife to Abraham (who’s got his own damage). The soon-to-be-widowed spouse of the Great Emancipator is being travestied most fabulously in writer and star Cole Escola’s Oh, Mary!, the only comedy I can recall where a character chugs paint thinner, vomits into a bucket, then chugs the contents of the bucket. (Sorry to spoil…lunch?)

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Escola’s splendidly nasty queer romp has hiked up its petticoats and staggered uptown from a sold-out run at the Lucille Lortel Theatre, goosing a sleepy Broadway summer. I’m happy to report that although director Sam Pinkleton leveled up the production values (particularly in the musical finale), Oh, Mary! remains the same vicious, dirty-minded, bad-taste farce that delighted camp aficionados last winter.........

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