The Cincy Fringe Festival is an appropriate venue to raise questions about how Cincinnati or any city is managed because a lot of the people watching are likely to be sympathetic. But I also want the Fringe performances I see to be entertaining or engaging, and I'm sorry to say that 'The Water Draft,' a work by veteran avant garde artists Michael Burnham (theater) and Barbara Wolf (film), failed to entertain or engage me.
Since Irwin Shaw's expressionistic, ritualistic play opened on Broadway in 1936, five more major wars have come along to prove its horrific accusation: Old generals march young men off to their slaughter while spouting jingoistic exhortations that civilians accept and industrialists turn into profit. Shaw's work is back, with accusations intact and ritual inflated, in a co-production between The Carnegie Center in Covington and UC's College-Conservatory of Music.
Smart calculation: In the wintry depths of the Great Recession, Know Theatre of Cincinnati brings a bleak chamber opera based on an anti-capitalist play from the 1920s, in which an outsourced drone gets revenge on the boss.