There are no canapes or hors d'oeuvres, but there’s a lot of punch at “The Party.” And just about everyone in attendance leaves Sally Potter’s acerbic soirée battered and bloody -- if not dead. Even better, all this black and blue is delivered in glorious black and white by a septet of splendid actors spewing deliciously venomous discourse rendering you dazzlingly dizzied.Even if you’re afraid of Virginia Woolf you’ll [...]