Review
Author Vivian Gornick’s discontent is foundational, fertile, unquenchable, except by writing, and quite often funny.
Rarely are Boston’s stages graced with a Shakespeare production that reaches this high a level of accomplishment.
Part of the maturity of Davey McGravy is how, though each poem has its own shape, each is a necessary part of the whole.
The performers must be so deeply invested in what they are doing that we are caught up in the narrative as its cobwebs are brushed away.
What happens when someone performs at the highest possible level of an art form and then has to give it up?
Palma Violets’ bruising performance Tuesday secured their place as one of the best live acts in the world.
There is no doubt about the creativity in this mix of short films. But are they all suitable fare for eight-year-olds?
Peter Davis knows Hollywood from the inside and has written a splendid novel about the great days of Tinsel Town with the kind of passion you rarely see anywhere these days.
Happily, Blythe Danner is the central figure in an immensely pleasurable indie film that blends the integrity of an art film with the cozy accessibility of the mainstream.
With Julius Caesar, Bridge Repertory shows that it can assemble a strong ensemble and put together a memorable sensory experience.
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