"What a dump."

That's one of the first lines of "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?", a show that I went to see last night.  And may I say, that performance was anything but.  It was....wow.  It's been a long time since I hung off of every word of a show like that.  Four actors, three hours, and one amazing ride.  There are few plays that are so cuttingly clever with such corrosive wit and destructive passion. And I had forgotten just how funny the dialog really is.  The material is amazing and the performers really did it justice, breathing life into words that speak for themselves.  It was a brilliant performance of the play as it is written.  It is riveting and engaging and is exactly how it should be.  If you're looking for innovation and interpretation, you probably won't find it here.  But the cast is very strong and it is a faithful portrayal of a classic that is one of my favorites for its rapid-fire repartee that starts out seeming so bantering and yet quickly builds into something infinitely more meaningful, if dark.  It closes soon and if you have not yet seen it, go.  It's more than worthwhile.