| When Dale Alden of the Duxbury Historical Preservation Society awakes on the morning before Thanksgiving, there’s a turkey hanging from a tree in his backyard, a duck hanging from a rope in his fridge, an ill-tempered farmer in his bedroom, cops on his doorstep, and his son’s greasy, drumstick-clutching hand in his face. And that’s all before he leaves for work. Mutant ninjas, a talking whale, kung-fu masters, maniacal Pilgrims and an alcoholic clown populate Chris Genoa’s surreal, darkly… |
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