Robert Israel
James Tate remains true to himself. These prose-poems are often stellar, harrowingly distinctive, and worthy of repeat visits.
Like Samuel Beckett, Enda Walsh does not ignore the tenderness that flourishes, often under the duress of absurdity.
While 887 explores the political, historical, and cultural ramifications of centuries-old racism, Robert Lepage never panders to victim mentality polemics.
Out of Sterno punches the same punchline far too often.
The Aga Khan Museum should also be appreciated as a source of inspiration.
Richard Nelson does not compel us to pay attention to his characters’ psychological disclosures, and his reluctance to underline is refreshing.
Mothers & Sons raises important questions about struggle, acceptance, and love, dramatizing battles that are still being waged.
Despite the well-intentioned efforts of the cast, Eli Wiesel’s words were lost in space.
“It is just when we delve deeper into the sorrows of our lives, the sorrows we have all endured, that our humor saves us.”
Culture Clash’s view of America will discomfort, which is all the more reason that I urge you — strongly — to attend.
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