Hannibal Lecter didn’t give his costume department half the fun that Audrey II, the avocado-crossed-with-a-venus-flytrap puppet-plant, does. Little Shop of Horrors is a black American musical par excellence, pushed over the top by its stars, the bloodthirsty plant and Dr. Orin, the sadistic dentist clad in black leather. (His wicked anthem to his profession still maxes out our camp-o-meter.) The wink-nudge, blues, jazz, and pop-infused score is studded with goodies like the bop-shoo-bop “Little Shop” prologue, and the smoldering torch song “Suppertime.” 910 Hennepin Ave., Minneapolis; 651-989-5151; www.state-orpheum.com
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