It’s possible that I could enjoy a big campy drag musical version of The Taming of the Shrew, if the divas could sing. I’m not ruling it out.
But in Ed Sylvanus Iskandar’s all-male Shrew, now playing at D.C.’s Shakespeare Theater, the principals can’t hit the high notes, the text is shredded, and Shakespeare’s dark and complicated story of love, sex, and power is largely ignored in favor of cheap tricks and shallow commentary on the performative nature of gender roles. You see, this is a play about a mean man breaking a spirited woman, and making her behave, and so it is very problematic.
That’s why the women parts are played by drag queens. (Get it? Gender is performative.)