Joann Green Breuer
I had the opportunity to see two performances of Peter M. Floyd’s Absence at Boston Playwrights’ Theatre.
Dramatist Richard Nelson’s language is plain poetry, which passes as prose. It is conversation, as another poet hymned, transmogrified.
What feels absent in Bruce Norris’s “Domesticated” is some sort of moral center to its familiarly skewed, down sliding spiral of relationships.
Director Bill Rauch’s concept and the Oregon Shakespeare Festival company have, in a small space, created an achievement of monumental, yet personal, proportion.
The Oregon Shakespeare Festival is an annual theatrical adventure for many on the West coast, and should become one for the rest of the country – but make reservations early.
With his biopic “Orchestra of Exiles,” director Josh Aronson has done an at times awkward, but important, cut and paste job of history and biography.
A collection of short films and a documentary at The Boston Jewish Film Festival serves up plenty of decision, determination, devotion and delight.
It can be a long wait for the end of the world, even though it lies only a week away, to wit, from the beginning to the end of the Israeli film “We Are Not Alone.”
A.R.T artistic director Diane Paulus, entrepreneur extraordinaire, seems to have plucked impulse for character and meandering plot from a watered (down) idea of The Tempest.
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