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An Empty Plate in the Café du Grand Boeuf Michael Hollinger's play, now running at Main Street Theater, is a most unusual comedy. Wildly ambitious, the play invokes some of American literature's most familiar images, including Ernest Hemingway, a Parisian cafe and existential angst. But revered as they may be, many of the motifs running through this script feel oddly out of place, and they come off as over-the-top melodrama, seeming almost quaint against the backdrop of our current consumer-driven world. On the other hand, there is so much wonderful clowning enacted by this story's collection of quirky characters -- who come to dazzlingly hysterical life with the help of director Rebecca Greene Udden's wonderfully capable cast -- that it's hard not to come away from this peculiar play feeling strangely satisfied. The premise spins around a man named Victor (Charles Tanner) who wants simply to tell his life story while he slowly starves himself to death. But the employees of the Grand Boeuf come up with a clever plan to save their patron. They tempt him with a make-believe dinner. They bring out empty plate after empty plate, describing the dishes they wish they were serving in so succulent a verbiage that it's impossible not to come out of this show hungry as a bear. As the head waiter, James Belcher enjoys every minute he spends curving his lips around each syllable as though it were a bite of manna. He leads the terrific cast of foppish staff members as each reveals that they are every bit as troubled as Victor. Frankly, Victor and his problems sound narcissistic when held up to those of his sadder and funnier staff. But happily, the workers get as much time on stage as Victor does, and they make for a sinfully tasty treat. Through October 23. 2540 Times Blvd., 713-524-6706.

Evita Andrew Lloyd Webber and Tim Rice's 1978 pop opera about the rise of the she-wolf of Buenos Aires, Evita Per#243n, is as dependent for its longevity upon the direction of Hal Prince and the choreography of Larry Fuller -- both faithfully re-created for this Broadway in Houston touring revival -- as it is upon its tango-infused pop score and stinging lyrics. The legendary Prince himself has overseen the production of this revitalized show. Evita's impressionistic treatment and unstinting appraisal of Mrs. Per#243n (who's still looked upon by some in Argentina as a saint) was either loathed or hated at its London premiere, and when the show appeared on Broadway a year later it fared no better critically. However, it ran for years, propelling actress Patty Lupone into the stratosphere and winning seven Tonys for best musical, score, book, actress, featured actor, direction and lighting. Evita's only fault is its mysteriously weak ending; the show just stops with a reference to Eva's body disappearing after the funeral and showing up years later. Were the show's creators expecting a sequel? Kathy Voytko makes a stylish Evita, sleek and opportunistic, although the high-lying and dramatic music strains her voice a bit on top. Keith Byron Kirk makes a marvelous Che Guevara -- who serves as both narrator and audience's conscience -- growling out his condemnation and wryly commenting on how a whore could be viewed as a madonna. Philip Hernandez practically leaves an oil slick in his wake as he glides across the stage as dictator Juan Per#243n, the man who got much more than he bargained for when he married a radio star who turned into the voice of the poor and disadvantaged, solidifying his strangling grasp on Argentina. Through October 2. Hobby Center for the Performing Arts, 800 Bagby, 713-629-3700.

Honky Tonk Angels The three women who populate Ted Swindley's surprisingly mediocre Honky Tonk Angels have a dream. Angela, Darlene and Sue Ellen all want to be country singers. Stuck in individual ruts, they're desperate to "fly away" to Nashville, the Hollywood of country music. Watched over by their guardian angels, the three meet on the Greyhound bus trip and decide to form a trio. Without so much as breaking a sweat, they land a job on their first try. Angels is a "jukebox musical," a compilation of songs -- here, mostly country -- strung loosely together into a show. The skill lies in the weaving. Swindley, founding artistic director of Stages and creator of Angels, knows all about jukebox musicals, having created one of the most enduring, profitable ones, Always...Patsy Cline. Unfortunately, lightning hasn't stuck twice. Angels is strictly second-hand goods. There's no conflict, no roadblocks to the women's success, no compromises to force them down unfamiliar paths. What makes this low-rent show worth the trouble are the three performers, who use their entire arsenal of stage tricks to keep this jalopy of a show constantly moving. Susan Shofner (Angela) is the comedic Sophie Tucker of the group, the mama who's the glue that holds them all together. In Act II, the sleazy lounge act, Shofner stops the show with "Harper Valley PTA," jiggling across the stage in platform wedgies, animal print mini, padded bosom and stovepipe hairdo. The lovely-voiced Deanna Julian (Darlene), a pig-tailed, bib-overalled "sweet young thang" who could have sashayed straight out of the Dukes of Hazzard remake, gives "Ode to Billy Joe" a fragrant, romantic flavor. And Brooke Wilson (Sue Ellen) gives her material more oomph than it gives her. She manages to make "These Boots Are Made For Walking" (one example of the second-rate songs used for this revue) really sound good -- and hot. With Honky Tonk Angels, Swindley has taken the easy road, employing guardian angels in place of drama, taking the sex and heat out of the story, and making it palatable for children of all ages. It'll run for years. Through October 16. Stages Repertory Theatre, 3201 Allen Parkway, 713-527-0123.

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