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The Talley Plays Talley's Folly, the moon-drunk romance set in late World War II is the first in Missouri playwright Lanford Wilson's trilogy concerning the Talley family of Lebanon, Missouri. It's named for a filigreed boathouse built years ago and now crumbling, a junk-shop marvel neglected by a family caught up in life and business. The Kansas City Actors Theatre is itself dedicated to the wonderfully impractical, producing all three Talley plays throughout the summer. Talley's Folly calls itself a waltz, and it starts breezily but builds to a swoon. Set 30 years later, Fifth of July gives us the Talleys in the '70s, coping with adulthood, Vietnam and what has become of American life. Good as Folly is, July is even better. Its rich script glances against great themes without fuss. The acting is every bit as good as Wilson's words, and director Mark Robbins strips the show of all artifice. Talley & Son is somewhat cluttered in action and not always crisply acted. But it moves and thrills, particularly when it gives us the God's-eye view of history and how it shapes us. Through Sept. 3 at Union Station's City Stage, 18 W. Pershing Rd., 816-235-6222. Talley & Son reviewed in our Aug. 17 issue.