It would be unfair to compare the slap-happy “Nunsense” shows to horror movies. After all, there’s nothing particularly scary about gang of singin’ and dancin’ nuns. Still, as I watched “Nuncrackers” Wednesday night at the American
Heartland Theatre, I found myself recalling films in which the
designated vessel of evil — the zombie, the serial killer, the mutant —
comes back to life each time you think it’s been destroyed.
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