Worst dinner party ever! Insanely jealous husband and his lovely, lusty wife host four randy bachelors for dinner. Who thought that was a good idea? The evening’s entertainment: a shadow puppeteer who predicts the future. Toss in an overzealous, sadistic servant who is dying to see the wife punished, and things get pretty grim and twisted.
But also oddly hilarious. The mincing bachelors, the dozing hired musicians, and sight gags (the husband’s shadow grows cuckold’s horns when it intersects some mounted antlers) don't exactly lighten the mood but cast it all in a perversely humorous light.
It boasts fun period costumes and sets (19th century) and staging that choreographs space, mirrors, and shadows into one visual surprise after another. The shadows definitely deserve star-billing here. (I'm giving it an extra half star for that).
It’s a bit slow to get going but really gains momentum once it does. Stick around for the puppeteer's final exit from the town square.