Moby Dick is a weird, impassioned collage of a book and
Fluke, an adaptation of Melville’s opus by the NYC trio
Radiohole, is a weird, impassioned collage of a show. Among its
elements: a raving Ahab, a song by Rammstein, a bucket of Budweiser,
lots of ropes and knots, Tokyo Rose, dinghies on wheels, and a
new gadget called the Audio Spotlight, which can throw the actors’
voices around the theater or beam them directly into your skull.
(On the Boards, 100 W Roy St, 217-9888. 8 pm, $24, Jan
10–13.)

Brend an Kiley has worked as a child actor in New Orleans, as a member of the junior press corps at the 1988 Republican National Convention, and, for one happy April, as a bootlegger’s assistant in Nicaragua....