An early work by the talented Irish playwright Conor McPherson, St. Nicholas is a monologue by an alcoholic drama critic who has found a degree of success but little personal fulfillment. This may not sound like promising material, but in the intimate setting of a small theater this tale of drunkenness, lust and vampires written before they were hip is mesmerizing. John Martellos low key performance seems just right. Is it true or just a tall tale? To me, it doesnt really matter.
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