Every mother's son should know that it's not nice to laugh at another's misery or misfortune. Evidently, playwright Tracey Letts did not learn this fundamental lesson on his mama's knee. If he had, he never would have written such a bitingly dark comedy. August: Osage County is a three-act familial slugfest that incites its audience to cackle unabashedly at the trials and tribulations of the thoroughly miserable and unfortunate Weston family, the most dysfunctional brood to walk the earth since the Borgias.

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