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Not since Michelangelo Antonioni’s Blow-Up and L’Aventura has there been such a mesmerizing tale of the more you look, the less you find out.
This musical hodgepodge at the American Repertory Theater could be called ‘Let’s Sing About Me (and Me, and Then More About Me).’
This was a truly great performance, one that fully suited the BPO’s season-long, dual commemorations.
The show tells a story of women through portraits that span a little more than two hundred years.
Arts Fuse critics select the best in film, dance, visual art, theater, music, and author events for the coming weeks.
Next summer promises to be a safe one, musically, at Tanglewood.
William Goldman was known as a consummate Hollywood insider who nevertheless maintained a reputation as a literary-minded purveyor of exceptional cinema.
Peter Brook has decided to be more than a little stubbornly anti-theatrical in The Prisoner.
Christopher Hollyday’s Telepathy is a keeper, Chris Pasin’s Ornettiquette is an excellent outing, Jake Ehrenreich’s A Treasury of Jewish Christmas Songs is uneven, and for some long winter nights Abigail Rockwell’s Autumn Noir might be just the ticket.
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