The Boston Jewish Film Festival saves one of its best films, “Mabul,” for last, and some final thoughts on this year’s line-up of movies.
More comments on the films in this year’s Boston Jewish Film Festival, including “Dolphin Boy”, an uneven documentary about dolphins and healing, and “Dusk,” one of the finest films in the festival.
More comments on the movies in this year’s Boston Jewish Film Festival, including “Standing Silent,” a powerful documentary on child abuse in the orthodox Jewish community and an effective adaptation of David Grossman’s novel “The Book of Intimate Grammar.”
More pithy reviews of Boston Jewish Film Festival fare, including some reflections on entries in the Short Films Competition.
Congratulations to the Boston Jewish Film Festival are certainly due to its longevity and general quality.
National Theatre director Bijan Sheibani chose artistry of movement, beautiful as it is, over the battering belittlement of really hard, unappreciated work, the facts of sweat and stupor.
The quality varies at the TWTF, but here is a chance to become aware of rarely done Williams plays. And if a production does not measure up to one’s expectations, the effort will inspire a few sturdy directors to try their own hand at these and other texts of America’s most eloquent poet-playwright.
In this compelling stage version of “Frankenstein,” urgency of revenge pushes forward, murder upon murder. Creature and Doctor merge in immorality. Both are playing God in their command of life and death. Sharing roles is the meaning of this theatrical experience. This is their message and their show.
Director and woman as I am, I would love to see A Streetcar Named Desire, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, even The Rose Tattoo, cast with all men. Then I would push some courageous director to attempt to prove on stage that Williams’s final plays are not the work of a declining talent, but […]
In The Necessity of Theater, author Paul Woodruff makes way for wisdom as theater’s final gift. In his view, theater’s wisdom lies in its use of the mask, and that mask is the sine qua non of meaning. The mask must conceal, if only to reveal. The Necessity of Theater: The Art of Watching […]