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December 7, 2011

Funny, he doesn’t look like a fascist. On the contrary, with his nerdy spectacles and cartoon smile, and his tendency to giggle at his own bad jokes, the mild-mannered, middle-aged Martin (Matthew Cottle) seems the kind of harmless fellow who might only cause trouble by boring you with pointless stories over the backyard shrubbery. It’s hardly surprising, really, that his prized possession is a garden gnome he’s actually named.

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December 8, 2011

Alan Ayckbourn blends old-fashioned sex farce antics with the sort of cautionary allegory one associates with writers like George Orwell in Neighbourhood Watch, playing at 59E59 Theaters as part of the Brits Off-Broadway festival. It’s a daring combination, and while there are times when the play can feel over-written, Ayckbourn more often than not blends his hilarious comedy with his darker themes with tremendous success.

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Melissa Rose
Bernardo

December 8, 2011

Warning: This show contains images of graphic violence that some viewers may find disturbing — specifically, the beheading of a pint-size, pointy-hatted, bearded garden dweller named Monty, a.k.a. Montmorency. Yes, a lawn gnome comes to his gruesome, untimely demise in Alan Ayckbourn’s Neighbourhood Watch, now having its U.S. premiere at Off Broadway’s 59E59 Theaters through Jan. 1. Brace yourself for the ceramic carnage.

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December 7, 2011

To call Alan Ayckbourn prolific is an understatement. “Neighbourhood Watch,” which just opened at 59E59 Theaters, is his 75th play. And since the British master is a mere 72 and spry — he often directs his own shows, including this one — we probably have at least another dozen to look forward to.

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Erik
Haagensen

December 7, 2011

Alan Ayckbourn is back in top form with the dryly hilarious “Neighbourhood Watch,” a stinging comedy that spares no one as it looks at a group of British suburbanites who decide to self-police their placid little bit of England’s “green and pleasant land” to keep out the riffraff. Directed faultlessly by its author, the show arrives from the Stephen Joseph Theatre in Scarborough, England, with its incisive original cast intact, led by the brilliant Alexandra Mathie, a comic goddess if ever there was one.

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