The play of five shorts by Christopher Durang should end after Act 1. If it had, this would be a five-star review. While the last piece, Titanic, has some redeeming qualities (Bill Simmons in dildo headgear: funny), the cast gets bogged down with incest and vaginal zoo running jokes (not funny). The rest of the show is worth craning your neck around the people in front of you, though (someone please donate risers to the IndyFringe Building). It begins with The Book of Leviticus Show, where Anna Ardizzone plays a darling Bible thumper out to uphold the letter of biblical law: Justice must come to adulterers and gays. The high point of the show is For Whom the Southern Bell Tolls, a hilarious parody of The Glass Menagerie featuring Scot Greenwell as a reclusive hypochondriac son with a collection of glass swizzle sticks and Diane Kondrat as his deliciously over-the-top Southern belle mother. Phyllis & Xenobia features two sisters' conversation about their mother over a game of cards. Greenwell, in drag, jauntily proclaims that eating egg meringue is "like eating an angel's head." Act 1 closes with Funeral Parlor, where Simmons teaches Kondrat, newly widowed, to effectively let it all out. Through Feb. 14; 317-767-7683.