The cast took their bows in character, as if they were posing for Mack Sennett freeze-frames. Here, one actor raises an arm to threaten another; there, another pair bend at the waist to kiss. Such roistering was in keeping with this fast-moving farce, yet also in character with the turn-of-the-century gemutlichkeit
that seemed very St. Louis as well. Director Donna Northcott gets another nod for best blocking. Tom Stoppard's verbal gymnastics are exerting enough, but getting actors to say the words and bounce around and have the audience take it all in is a feat.