An homage to habits, a paean to postulants, and a halleluiah to Hollywood, Charles Busch's outrageous spoof of the sometimes silly, one-time ubiquitous genre, the nun movies, lifts the art of satire to heavenly hieghts. No sister act is too sacrosanct for this maestro of mockery, this prima donna of parody, to lampoon: from The Bells of St. Mary to The Singing Nun, Busch deferentially tempers his send-up of the sanctimonious with adoration, sentimentality and pure joy.

Although this play sound wholesome, don't let it fool you!: leave the kids at home.