We saw Shakespeare & Co.s production of Tom Stoppards Rough Crossing last night. We always enjoy their productions. This one too. But it is slight. It’s 100% froth. Of course, it being Stoppard, it has its moments of self-reflective cleverness, including a hilarious exposition toward the beginning. But I was surprised that it didn’t do more with its genre, a drawing room comedy at sea in which the men are Cowards and the dame is Russian blonde who pronounces “Naples” as “nipples.” It is all very silly, exuberantly performed, and very funny, but just a little disappointing – the play within the play doesn’t really get reflected back into the play – given Stoppard’s usual standards of meta-cleverness

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