You want guts? Try staging Marlowe's tragedy in the Neoclassical-style lobby of the Midtown Arts Center using votive candles and the occasional follow-spot. Candles on the floor, by the way. And not a lot of them, either -- just enough to provide flickering shadows on the young faces of these eager actors. Sure, the dimness made it difficult to read the program, and the players not speaking had to run around and operate the lights. To be fair, a skylight provided modest illumination before sunset, but in terms of creativity on a budget, this young company deserves kudos and good fortune. Unlike poor Faustus: "Bell, book and candle/Candle, book and bell,/Forward and backward to curse Faustus to hell."