To a duplicitous duo, seduction is deadly Game
For all I know, Rachel York spends her time away from the theater adopting stray kittens or quietly needlepointing in a rocking chair. But onstage? There, York is not to be trifled with. No one can pack more malice into a sneer - or a song. Her glare could blister paint. Her smile could make a shark shudder. Her Garbo cheekbones give a chilly quality to her beauty, as if a “no trespassing’’ sign has been posted…