The Shadowy Grandeur of Mad Love

Mad Love opens in the Theatre de Horrors, a Grand Guignol knockoff packed full of chintzy Gothic kitsch — the ticket seller wears a bug-eyed, long-tongued mask, and the coat-check girl walks around without a head so casually you might think she forgot she’s in costume. The original script even says the torture onstage should be more silly than scary. It’s a gauntlet throw of an opening. Oh, you think this is scary? director Karl…