After trying for a month to moderate my initial reaction to the show, I admit failure. So, I reluctantly tell you, "Run! Turn your tickets back!! Seeing Between Two Knees is a waste." The "play" is a two-act, juvenile, mental-masturbation orgy of insult humor written without wit and performed without inspiration. It feels unedited, unworkshopped, and unrehearsed, OSF protestations to the contrary notwithstanding. About the cleverest thing about Knees is how it inoculated itself against criticism by suggesting that any complaints directed toward it are based on white fragility, insensitivity, or worse. Aside from this self-vaccination against disapproval, there is [...]