Israeli film actress Meital Dohan casts a wide net in her autobiographical revue, offering up commentaries on Israeli society, parental dysfunction, pop music, the American dream, self-image, celebrity culture, shopping, fast food, immigrant stereotyping, and even corporate outsourcing. That most of these topics have little to do with one another is hardly a concern. Part monologue, part performance art, and part sketch comedy routine, Bath Party follows no particular logic and concerns itself with no particular subject, gleefully jumping from sight gags involving a vibrator to a discussion of the economy in Bangalore, India. What saves the piece from being a purely wandering, aimless morass is the droll humor and keen comedic timing of Dohan and her associates. Dohan has a sharp wit and notable ability to find the unlikely joke. (When a friend tries to taunt her with anti-Semitic remarks, her disapproval is purely practical: “I wanted to be the first Jew onstage in New York who didn’t use the word in her show!”) She pairs well with PJ Mehaffey, who plays her self-promoting stage manager, and Susan Hyon as her seemingly demure assistant. Their quick banter and easy back-and-forth are polished and at times charming, and together they make even the most disjointed material a pleasure to watch.