The end of the world is pretty hard to fathom. Think The Road, alien attacks, or nuclear meltdown. But in the latest play at Woolly Mammoth Theatre Company, which has been probing the depths of our apocalyptic imaginings all season, doomsday is accompanied by the end of technology. In Mr. Burns, a post-electric play, the end of television, radio, and the Internet—and the consequential demise of pop culture—is as cataclysmic as it gets. Usually, in an apocalypse story, love or heroics save the day, if it’s saved at all. In Mr. Burns, salvation begins with some guys sitting around a campfire and musing over episodes of The Simpsons. Maybe the apocalypse doesn’t have to be so depressing after all; in this rollicking comedy, technology’s creative spirit transcends the airwaves that once carried it. Woolly is also hosting a roster of programs to accompany the play’s opening, including Simpsons trivia nights at area bars through Thursday. You should go. Think of it this way: Keep the pop-culture-media complex humming, and the world might not end.
Pay-what-you-can previews at 8 p.m. tonight and tomorrow at Woolly Mammoth Theatre Company, 641 D St. NW. The show runs Wednesdays through Fridays at 8 p.m., Saturdays at 3 p.m. and 8 p.m., and Sundays at 2 p.m. and 7 p.m. to July 1. $30 and up. woollymammoth.net. (202) 393-3939.