Showing results for title "Hell" in Drama & Plays

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The play Don Juan in Hell originated as Act 3, Scene 2, of Man and Superman and is a spirited debate between Heaven and Hell. It was written by Irish playwright and a master of social commentary George Bernard Shaw (1856 – 1950), who is probably most famous for Pygmalion amongst his 60 plays. This famous performance features Charles Boyer as Don Juan, Charles Laughton as the Devil, Cedric Hardwicke as the Commander, and Agnes Moorehead as Doña Ana.

When Michael O'Brien and his father, James, buy a new car just in time for the family's summer vacation, James signs over more than the title to his old AMC Gremlin in his rush to buy the brand new Inferno station wagon. Joining them on the trip are Michael's creepy younger siblings, Elvis and Olivia; his overbearing mother, Mary, and her pet Chihuahua, Lucky; his backwoods aunt, Margie; and the cremated remains of his grandmother, June, whose dying wish was to have her ashes scattered in the Grand Canyon. Can the O'Briens pull together to defeat the possessed station wagon, or will the forces...