San Diego outdoors: Aida, animal tracks, rugby, SUP with dogs, 1800s Old Town, waterski and wakeboard
Indoors: WWI San Diego, complete history of theater, Christopher Plummer, pickles, Van Gogh-Gaughin, Martina McBride
11:50 a.m., June 28
Eugene O'Neill's only comedy plays like a parallel universe apart from his other works. In Ah, Wilderness, tragedy dare not tread. Even the loss of innocence gets thwarted. The play has good-humor and charm. New Village Arts, however, treats it as a drab, dated period piece that needs constant comedic resuscitation. Director Amanda Sitton, who has done good work before, adds extraneous sight gags and business that upstage the text. She also forces such a chipper veneer onto every scene she creates a parallel universe on the other side of the play: Yummyland. Performances are uneven, at best. Kyle Lucy does some fine work as innocent young Richard. And Daren Scott does a fine turn as drunken Uncle Sid.