To quote from the canonical poesy of Poison, the Mercury Theater’s staging of “Rock of Ages” ain’t nothing but a good time.
The histrionic, backlit, big-haired music that defined the 1980s also defines “Rock of Ages.” This will never be a show known for nuanced characters or intricate plotting. That is not a criticism. The music in this late/mid-1980s-set jukebox banger is plucked from the catalogs of Quarterflash, Pat Benatar and Twisted Sister among other hair-whipping video pioneers. It will melt your face off.
