Review
Dancer/choreographer Maureen Fleming’s highly distinctive style of movement is unforgettable.
Violinist Anne-Sophie Mutter gave a searing, intense reading of the solo part in Nostalghia (In Memory of Andrei Tarkovskij).
From the homogeneous small town of Spettacolo, we travel to One October‘s ethnic gumbo of eight million in New York City.
So, what is one to make of the BPYO’s weekend effort? It was a bit bold, to be sure. But it was also stirring, heartfelt, and timely.
The absurdist comedy Sylvio suffers from chronic low energy, but Tormenting the Hen is mysterious and magnetic.
Margaret Atwood’s novel turns out to have been far more clairvoyant than even she believed it would be.
Cynthia Nixon is a great Emily Dickinson, so deeply angry, so heartbreaking in her fool’s life of stoic suffering.
Sara Baume’s sophomore novel insists that we rethink the value of empathy: depend on it, yes, but also be suspicious.
J.S. Bach has been subjected to every imaginable kind of transcription, but the combination of mandolin, bass, and cello is probably new.
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