“People come in expecting leprechauns and rainbows, the sort of American and phony version of Irish culture,” says McCool on the misconceptions surrounding Irish theater. “Instead, they get a piece set in a meat plant in Belfast with prostitutes and drug dealers. Very gritty and very real.”
If you're a student who blew through your semester’s savings by the end of September, someone who hands over each paycheck directly to their landlord, or someone busy working to find work, sneezing next to one of greater Boston's many arts institutions can feel like an overdraft threat to your bank account. That should’t be the case, and in many instances, it’s not.