Post Gazette: "Now for a feast of language -- in excess, but that's what a feast should be.
To classify his 'In the Voodoo Parlour of Marie Laveau,' veteran playwright Frank Gagliano calls it 'an unsung chamber voodoo opera,' which says it pretty well. Set in the New Orleans of overlapping decadent cultures, mainly French, African and operatic, it presents a verbal landscape that veers from lurid prose to vermilion verse, then makes a U-turn for comic contrast into the everyday, before accelerating back into hypnotic, opiate verse-prose, with rhyme scattered through like luxuriant blooms.
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