Review
While Beth Genné proffers a terrific take on dance and its social context, she exhibits a shaky grasp of musical-theater history.
We need a satire that takes Trump’s radical threat more seriously than Vicuña.
All of Shirkers demonstrates the wonderfulness of making cinema. I Am Not a Witch dramatizes the mystery and solidarity of accused witches.
Stephen Adly Guirgis has written a fine play about those who would blur their minds rather than admit just how tired they are.
Deborah Eisenberg’s stories pull you in and imitate life in an uncanny way.
Straight White Men features plenty of conflict, but most of this wrangling comes in the form of tiresome, repetitive familial bickering.
Now, we’re told, Trajal Harrell has been researching Butoh dance and hoochy coochy dance, hooking them up with the precursors of modern dance and slathering on generous amounts of gender theory.
Despite its occasional confusions, this is poetry I will return to — to re-experience A.E. Stallings’ wit, wisdom, and word-smithing.
K.K. Downing does not trash Judas Priest or its legacy, but he gives, from his perspective, an honest and believable assessment of the group and his role in it.
Tyshawn Sorey flies far from his innovative masters. I hardly expected that the result would be so mesmerizing and alive.
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