Review
What keeps Stronger from turning into a patly sentimental yarn is Jake Gyllenhall’s modulated performance.
Hindemith and Britten could hardly have asked for more committed advocates than Steinbacher, Jurowski, and the RSOB.
This downer comedy is a triumphant entry into the botched, washout male category of cinema.
Selina Fllinger’s play manages to serve up some vivid confrontations between believers and doubters.
Evidently, plain-spoken language plus doubt and apprehension equate to novels that, once opened, are very hard to put down.
If there’s an essential “Leonard Bernstein at 100” album, this one, so far, is it: excellent performances of relatively unknown music deserving to be heard.
The Newburyport Documentary Film Festival is leisurely and unpretentious — and addictive.
The Royale launches the Merrimack Repertory Theatre season with a gloriously theatrical punch to the gut.
The Gloucester Stage Company is mounting a delightful world premiere production of a superb play.
Brad Lawrence and Cyndi Freeman are planning to bring their one-person shows to Boston in the near future.
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