Stupid books are everywhere. Most of them will end up in thrift stores, clogging the shelves, mindless filler between musty copies of Fahrenheit 451.
Aux Dog is a good little theater. It has heart, and the productions that come out of it are generally well-conceived and entertaining. Many of its efforts are made by people who are new to the industry, but even though their greenness is noticeable, there’s a zest or charisma that rises above, making its shows nice, solid fun. Coming Attractions is, sadly, not one of those shows.