As Stephen Sondheim observed, “There are giants in the sky.” Vintage children's stories of the dark-hued Grimm variety are as much cautionary as they are folkloric. If little boys and girls aren't careful, they could well become dinner.
In his world premiere of “Wolves” at the Celebration, playwright Steve Yockey fractures a familiar yarn – the Red Riding Hood story – into a prismatic and sometimes lacerating reflection of the monsters that lurk in the streets of the big city – and also within.
The endangered “children” in this case are Ben (Nathan Mohebbi), an agoraphobic young gay man with a history of mental illness, and Jack (Matt Magnusson), his impressionable former lover turned platonic roommate, who is eager to tune out Ben's constant prognostications of danger and doom.
When Jack wanders down to the local bar and brings home the handsome Wolf (Andrew Crabtree) for a fling, Ben's cracked psyche shatters, releasing the demons within – not to mention a bucket o' gore.