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Radiotheatre's rotating series featured "The Call of Cthulhu" and "The Horror at the Museum" at last night's show.

Theater Review (NYC): ‘8th Annual H. P. Lovecraft Festival’ by Radiotheatre

radiotheatre lovecraft festivalRadiotheatre puts on fascinating staged “radio” dramas on all sorts of spooky subjects. While simply standing on stage and reading or reciting their parts, the actors spoof the exaggerated delivery of old-time radio voice talent. Over-the-top music and sound effects (by Wes Shippee), creepy lighting, and very basic stage effects like fog enhance the storytelling. That’s it.

The shows can be smart, funny, even thrilling. Having seen a good earlier one, I looked forward to Radiotheatre’s take on H. P. Lovecraft, whom Stephen King has called “the twentieth century’s greatest practitioner of the classic horror tale.” But last night’s performance of two well-known Lovecraft tales, “The Horror at the Museum” and “The Call of Cthulhu,” was a disappointment. (Different tales are presented on different nights.)

“The Horror at the Museum” started out entertainingly. Making up for the narrator’s somewhat awkward readings, the proprietor of the story’s more-than-a-wax-museum was, at first, deliciously effective as an overblown pawn of the dark side. Alas, the presentation soon blew up into an orgy of yelling. The constant fever pitch reduced the story to a one-dimensional slog, with only a vivid Lovecraftian moment here and there. After a while I couldn’t wait for it to be over.

“The Call of Cthulhu” fared better. The actors didn’t holler the story but told it. Perhaps this was forced by its being more of a narrative, as opposed to the you-are-there quality of “The Horror.” The latter had exhausted my capacity to lose myself in the nightmares, but the presentation did convey something of Lovecraft’s extravagant imagination and effulgent (a word he liked to use) language.

When I got home I spent a dazzling half-hour looking via Google search at countless depictions of Cthulhu, who is after all Lovecraft’s signature creation: drawings, paintings, comics, sculptures, toys, spoof versions, political imagery, a South Park clip, a video of Donald Trump turning into the gigantic extra-dimensional deity. Endless fun can be had in this way.

It’s possible – likely, I’d say – other stories in the Lovecraft arsenal are making better evenings of Halloween-themed theater. Radiotheatre’s 8th Annual H. P. Lovecraft Festival presented by Frigid New York @ Horsetrade runs through Oct. 30 at the Kraine Theater. Tickets are available via the Horsetrade website.

About Jon Sobel

Jon Sobel is Publisher and Executive Editor of Blogcritics as well as lead editor of the Culture & Society section. As a writer he contributes most often to Music, where he covers classical music (old and new) and other genres, and Culture, where he reviews NYC theater. Through Oren Hope Marketing and Copywriting at you can hire him to write or edit whatever marketing or journalistic materials your heart desires. Jon also writes the blog Park Odyssey at where he is on a mission to visit every park in New York City. He has also been a part-time working musician, including as lead singer, songwriter, and bass player for Whisperado.

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