American pride proves universal once again.
With babes like this to stick out their necks for, the boys soon decide the NASA brochure on Venus was totally misleading and the radioactive sky is no worse than Mexico City. Together, they strive to save the planet. Ah, a happy ending. The set design by Wally Weiss is equally inventive, made from scraps of things perhaps discarded by Santo Loquasto, and Thomas G. Marquez' costumes are also wonderfully imaginative and miraculously makeshift. Of course, none of this would have ever come together as inventively without the participation of our town's best and most creative director of this kind of fluff, David Galligan, whose fingerprints would certainly be everywhere if the stage was dusted with florescent giggle powder.