Review
Lucky is a showcase for Harry Dean Stanton’s unique talents, which primarily lie in his inhabiting roles as an amped-up or quirkier version of himself.
An outstanding production of a Stephen Sondheim musical that was initially thought to be a misfire.
In two new releases, Jane Ira Bloom and Brian Carpenter complete their work on self-defined projects that are tonics for a time of trouble.
The Monks were, and to some extent still are, the quintessential cult band.
Wilbury Theatre proves that an arts organization can grow while pushing an experimental agenda.
One of Andris Nelsons’ great gifts as an interpreter is his ability to shape and develop large-scale musical forms.
I will continue to watch Wenders’s Pina, over and over—but nothing can replicate being in the room with the real deals.
In Ionesco’s play, society no longer makes sense — even to itself.
Dana Schutz packs evocative and unexpected narratives into confined spaces, but not all of them fit as well as she thinks they do.
Ebony Quartet serves up a “must-hear” album of music from between the world wars.
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