Arrah-na-Pogue " review
Abbey, DublinDion Boucicault's stage-Irishry and mastery of spectacle brought him fame in the 19th century, but can be a tricky proposition today. With its noble Irish rebels and gormless peasants being chased by redcoats through the Wicklow hills, this melodrama from 1865 seems to require a tongue-in-cheek approach. How else to deliver a line such as: "My own land! Bless every blade of grass upon your green cheeks!"…