CRACKSKULL ROW-Don't be a Numbskull, DON'T GO

CRACKSKULL ROW, part of NY's annual Festival of Irish Theater is deplorable & without merit. Irish born playwright Honor Molloy has written a shameful, family dysfunction show involving incest, murder - need I describe the rest?  Life on Crackskull Row in Dublin is Hell.  This ignominious production begins with the slurred words of a drunkard "Trouble is people forget the past." I'm troubled by the time lost in watching this odious play that feigns artistic contrivance of folding the past/present onto itself.  Whether the character's have visions of the spiritual world or drunken hallucinations is irrelevant.  The elephant on the stage is this immensely awful  play.  The elderly mother (also played in flashback) lives in squalor in a shanty without water or electricity.  "Is there no end to this miserable time," the mother asks.  My answer is - NO.  I loathed this play.  Avoid CRACKSKULL ROW.  It's worse than serving time in a lion's cage.