Try to tell me that you didn't see it coming. When you put 10 years on the Peanuts comic strip crowd, they're no longer a group of innocent, winsome and occasionally poignant kids anymore. No: Think street gang, instead.
With high school hell now in session, Lucy's violent streak that was once so cute has resulted in a series of Class F felonies since she's learned the real reason Schroeder is never going to marry her. Her brother, Linus, whom she regularly terrorized throughout his youth, has since turned to Buddhism and pot—but not necessarily in that order. Peppermint Patty and Marcie? Bisexual party girls who keep their juice boxes spiked with Stoli these days. And Charlie Brown's sister, Sally, is into Wicca (and, what's really tragic, performance art).
As for Charlie Brown? Perhaps you should see for yourself, when Raleigh Ensemble Players rip the lid off this angst-and-hormone-ridden group, in a sordid satire that suggests a cross between Hollywood Babylon, Garfield Minus Garfield and Heathers. C. Glen Matthews directs a cast including Lori Ingle, Eric Morales and Jess Barbour at the theater on 213 Fayetteville St., through July 9. —Byron Woods