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A young man sits in his living room, in a large, inviting house that, as we’ll learn, is located in the small town of Perry, Iowa. He practices a quiet melody on his guitar, occasionally glancing at his handwritten sheet music for a song titled “Last Looks.” It’s a sunny day in late afternoon, and both the man and his surroundings exude an air of utter, unalterable calm, a feeling only briefly disrupted by the sound of a plane passing overhead. Well, that and the faraway screaming.

The Playcrafters Barn Theatre’s Make Me a Cowboy will appeal to anyone who likes pure, wholesome, clean-humored comedy that’s light on plot and heavy on friendly cowboys and public-domain cowboy-themed songs. While that “anyone” does not include me, I at least recognize the earnestness in playwright and director Don Bailey Bryant’s effort to present a decent show, and Make Me a Cowboy certainly made for a good time for Friday’s audience, many of whom sang along to a good number of ditties and seemed pleased with the production.

There may be some of you who hear the title King Lear and, knowing only of the play’s reputation as the mack daddy of all Shakespeare tragedies, immediately presume that any evening production of the piece will last well into the next morning. Allow me, then, to quell your fears: Saturday’s Genesius Guild staging of the Bard’s opus began promptly at eight o’clock, and after the night’s presentation had concluded, I was back in my car by 10:55.

I make a conscious effort to suppress expectations prior to seeing a production, for fear they’ll rise to the unattainable. With Genesius Guild’s Ajax, however, I couldn’t help it. I was so taken with last year’s Andromache, performed in traditional period masks, that I was giddy with anticipation to see this summer’s Greek-tragedy offering. And despite a few apparent stumbles over lines and one glaringly missed cue, director Don Wooten’s effort did not disappoint. Saturday night’s performance of Sophocles’ piece captivated me with its creative execution.

Sitting down for Thursday’s performance of Frost/Nixon, the set for the Harrison Hilltop Theatre’s production heightened my concerns that I would likely be bored during the show. Even before arriving at the theatre, I anticipated struggling to concentrate, knowing I’m not much interested in history. But adding the minimalist approach to the set, with three platforms embellished by a strip of black rising up their centers, my hopes that the visuals, at least, would offer some interest dwindled. (While the look of the set is creative, I’m just not into minimalism.) It didn’t take long, though, for director Tristan Layne Tapscott’s efforts to prove my worries unwarranted, and by the end of the play, I was actually thankful for the simple set, as it didn’t at all distract from the players’ performances.