Seeing “The Libertine” is like visiting a decadent secret society that the titular Earl of Rochester might have enjoyed. And not just because of the big musical number devoted to a common sexual aid.
Audiences are sent down a side corridor to the stage of the Wimberly Theatre and seated in the wings. The curtain stands closed and the stage is mostly bare, making the space a de facto black box. There are only 60 seats, and on Thursday they were barely half full.