Only one fault mars Hedgerow Theatre's chilling production of Shakespeare's Macbeth: that the audience, so close to the action in that intimate farmhouse space, nonetheless does not actually lie within the world of the play.
It's a metaphysical objection, I realize, that no staging could surmount. However, director Dan Hodge and his design team try hard to overcome it in their vivid blend of psychological thriller and supernatural terror. In Patrick Lamborn's World War I-era sound design, the screams of propellers and the roar of dogfights raging overhead contrast with the wails of witches wafting up from the earth.
Three weird sisters emerge, wearing trench-warfare gas masks, looting a corpse before reviving it. When Macbeth (Jared Reed) chases them off, they prophesy that he will ascend to the throne of Scotland.