Fallen Angels is an old play from 100 years ago by Noel Coward. Our social mores have changed a lot since then but the play holds up. It's still very funny thanks to two very physical performances from the leading ladies. Kelli O'Hara is of course a theater stalwart but Rose Byrne, fresh off an Oscar nomination in a dark comedy, shows off her more traditional comedy chops. Byrne I think actually steals the show. She gets the funnier costume and wig. The two of them get progressively drunker throughout the night and it devolves from there. The set is beautifully appointed. And it's hilarious that Mark Consuelos who I've been watching on Live since I was a kid is making his Broadway debut (coincidentally in the same season as his son Joaquin in Death of a Salesman), with a thick French accent. The play is like Waiting for Godot, as he only appears in the final scene, has just a handful of lines. But that last scene is a riot. My one complaint is about the acoustics in the Todd Haimes theater. When the actors aren't facing you, it's difficult to understand what they're saying. But so much fun!
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