Late one night last year at New Haven’s Anchor bar, playwright and TV writer Rolin Jones and his theater pals, jazzed by the excitement they were having with the “These Paper Bullets!” production at Yale Rep, and liberated by alcohol, started to talk about the kind of theater company they’d like to create.
It would be new, different — unique. It would include cool artists scattered all over the country. The company wouldn’t be stuck in one building or even one geographical place. Productions would be entertaining, fun, inventive. The new theater company might even own a racehorse — and maybe the Anchor bar, too.