Every inch of The Girl Detective screams out "passion project." To adapt such a textual short story (by Kelly Link, based on ideas from Grimm's Fairy Tales and the Greek Underworld) for the stage . . . Bridgette Dunlap has clearly been touched. But passion doesn't always translate to the stage, and Dunlap is lacking either the budget or the experience to bring this story to life. Neither illusory enough to fit the narrative nor dramatic enough to make for good theater, the show flutters in an intellectual limbo. Even the thought-free fits of dancing aren't enough to transport me (they're also still a bit sloppy); I spent more time trying to detect the plot than I did enjoying the detective. [Read on]
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