February 16th, 17th and 24th, 2024: The Prague Harman Street Players were back with a brand new show about the most human sin of lust! For those of you unfortunate enough to have questions about that unquenchable desire you have, we take some of the funniest takes on classical literature you will ever encounter, starting with John Milton and continuing up until the Friday 13th movies!!!! It's hysterical, inane and one hell of a great night out!

The 1990’s: Francis Fukayama’s philosophical, nonfiction masterpiece, The End of History and the Last Man, is touted by the Clinton Administration as a cause celebre, advocating that with the end of communism, peace and prosperity can only reign supreme in the new, free market, post Soviet world order. Arriving in post-communist era Prague for this much advocated time of accord and tranquility are two polar opposite Americans. One: an American businessman, who must have missed his corporate bookstore endcap read, The End of History, and is distrusting of others, and is especially dreading the then-annual October 16th, Prague Anti-Globalization, Anti-McDonald’s Day protests. And an award-winning poet, who believes that the Czechs, stifled by years of communist repression, are waiting on a free-spirited la boheme-American author like him. Packed with a cast of Prague writers, actors and comics, Geoffrey Chaucer’s The Pardoner's Tale meets the 1990’s city of Prague in the Prague Harman Street Players’ Paris is the City of Light, Prague is (Well) a Little Bit Dark, a play which will harken us back to another era when the future of humanity seemed wide open and The End of History was within reach . . . 

An orchestrated murder is about to take place in the home of Frank Ableson, a man as easily distracted as the distractions he keeps about to keep himself entertained. But this isn't the first time Frank has dodged a bullet. And Frank knows, the people he works for: 'They're Listening.'

It's 1943, and the Germans are desperate for a win in a war they are definitely losing. Four saboteurs land on Long Island. Their mission to get to Kentucky to meet with a man who calls himself the American 'Fuherer.' The problem, he is black. And it turns out, he is the greatest scam artist in the history of America.

He just wanted to make a film and join Friedkin, Allen, and Coppola in the upper echelons of 1980's film. The problem. His only contact in the Film Industry is his mob boss uncle. And his uncle's lone contact is in porn. Can he drop his pretentions and give the people what they want, or could he sneak in his vast knowledge of how the legends worked in a branch of the industry where high art is the last thing people want? Problems arise when the mob is financing your work and they know exactly what the people want!

Daddy made his fortune off of Jesus-ing!

Now that Daddy's gone, the money's all mommy's and she's ready to sin and have fun!

But Daddy's old associates have other plans. The show will go on with Junior taking Daddy's role.

But mommy, and her newly acquired fortune have other plans!

Bonny's life seems the thing of dreams: online. The truth is her husband, Christian, has a mistress on the other side of town; her brother Billy has just gotten out of prison and is living in her basement and is well on his way to going back to jail; and then there's the ghost that arrived in her house, moments after her husband's mistress' neighbor is killed. A ghost whose sole intention seems to be destroying her life . . .

War veteran Harry Sharpe just wants to be left alone. He's got his house, his wife Gerdie, and his radio shows. But little does he know that Orson Welles is about to put on his radio program, War of the Worlds, the show that shocked an America already on edge and allowed chaos to reign for one really long Halloween Eve night. And as the paranoia spreads, Harry's upper class and much more worldly neighbors turn to him for help . . . gunshots ring through the night, President Roosevelt makes a desperate plea, and Orson Welles tells them that the menace is getting closer . . .