Rufus Wainwright is like that: unfiltered family love and dysfunction threaded through whammo pop tunes wrapped in the sequins of more than a little clear-to-those-who-know celebrity.
Louie is a difficult show to advertise because it is the only example of art-television at the moment.
Cassandra Speaks is yet another dazzling vehicle for actor Tod Randolph, who excels in etching brilliant stage portraits of famous, complicated women.
After repeated visits (and you will need several to even scratch this dense content), 9 Artists begins to hang together in satisfying ways.
Ida proffers a cinematic experience that is austere and mesmerizing.
Beau Jest’s playful Apt 4D offers a wonderful opportunity to celebrate the creativity and imagination of the truly extraordinary theater troupe.
Even by Widespread Panic’s intuitive standards, this was a fairly challenging show: The setlist seemed to favor their deeper, less outgoing material.
Richard Barnett is familiar with the wide variety of characters that can be found in the American South, and fond of the cadences of their speech—so much so that these preoccupations become a burden.
In this book, personality trumps process, although The Eugene O’Neill’s Theater Center’s purpose is, at its source, process.
The Commonwealth Lyric Theater has again brought to the fore an underperformed, unfamiliar masterpiece well worth getting to know. Good for them and lucky for us.