Bill Marx
Arlekin’s high-energy adaptation underscores absurdism’s resonance in an age of conflict.
Set amid the rituals and turmoils of barrio life, this contemporary take on “Oedipus Rex” trades Sophoclean complexity for theatrical vitality.
The proceedings are continually involving, each of the performers supplying sufficient dramatic weight and interacting as a credible ensemble of characters rather than caricatures.
“Rhinoceros” is a powerful wake-up call that, whether we like it nor not, we are writhing on the horns of a dilemma.
Keiko Green’s play about the end of the world is a robust vaudevillian entertainment.
Director Tony Estrella’s version of Ibsen’s tragedy smooths out an energetic path — the action moves along with compelling alacrity.
“Job” is not so much a game of cat-and-mouse as a highly pressurized coffee klatch.
Two versions of “Hedda Gabler” — one gratifying, the other gauche.

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