The playwright supplies a memorable encounter between young and old in the play’s final scene, but it is too late to compensate for the superficiality of the Pirandello-lite antics that have come before.
This musical hodgepodge at the American Repertory Theater could be called ‘Let’s Sing About Me (and Me, and Then More About Me).’
In the end, Jagged Little Pill manages to spotlight multiple modern problems while making us care about its characters.
The White Card‘s examination of white philanthropy and racism stays well within the comfort zone.
Burn all Night is a pretty damp squib coming from one of the country’s major regional theaters.
Hypnotized by celebrity and the monied class, our stage critics have become a gaggle of cheerleaders, feckless enough to call Diane Paulus a “visionary.”
This is a rich evening of theater because it takes up social and psychological problems that aren’t ordinarily addressed on our stages.
A few quibbles aside, the musical Waitress plays and sounds like it’s close to ready for the Broadway big time.
An amiable musical revue about two guys who kick up their heels after global warming finally boils over.
If the fate of life on earth comes down to mother and daughter bonding over a racy passage in Anaïs Nin, then he whales should just call it a day.