Broadway’s bad-boy genius, Paul Carlucci, has chosen Hamlet for his latest production. To the delight of some and despair of others, he has selected Provincetown’s amphitheatre for his opening gala.
The cast are holed up in various B&B’s around town. Staying next door to Alex Peres is Terese Segal, an “embedded journalist” busy digging up dirt on the players. When Terese is killed, no one is especially surprised or grief stricken. But the play must go on – and does. In true Shakespearean tradition, the stage will be strewn with bodies of the guilty, and the moment of vengeance begins.
But suddenly Alex realizes that the wrong people are falling down. And the moaning is all too realistic. Someone must not be shooting blanks...