C.B. is not the Charlie Brown you know. Instead of a comic-strip character, he is a real guy standing before you at the Crystal Theatre, in Montana Actors’ Theatre’s production of “Dog Sees God.” His yellow shirt with the jagged black line, like a lightning-strike across his chest, and his big head under a stocking cap may resemble features of his drawn doppelganger; but C.B. will not delight your grandmother with his luck-lorn humor and wry commentary on the human condition.
Not that he lacks either. But, from the beginning, one must be prepared for the particular kind of humor and insight that frames the very funny pages of Bert V. Royal’s 2004 script. [Read More...]