Audiences are lingering in the Bernard B. Jacobs Theatre after performances of Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson. Part of it is shock. The magnetic Benjamin Walker, clad in too-tight black jeans and whipping the nation into a frenzy with his rallying anthem “Populism, Yea Yea!” is not, to say the least, your grandmother’s Old Hickory. This slashing musical satire from New York’s ever-irreverent Les Freres Corbusier presents a portrait of our seventh president as a rampaging racist, a ...

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