Review
Echo’s Bones is a fascinating immersion, somewhat inept in its means, but sincere and gravely serious, in a subject that Samuel Beckett made increasingly his own.
Read MoreBy the end of the documentary, you’re in no doubt that Whitey Bulger was beneath dignity. Though not in his own eyes. There’s even vanity left in a crook who trims his white beard so scrupulously.
Read MoreClassic rock (which is really a radio format, not a musical genre) is a strange animal, which has spawned an audience that apparently cares more about hit songs and memories than about who’s actually onstage.
Read MoreRufus Wainwright is like that: unfiltered family love and dysfunction threaded through whammo pop tunes wrapped in the sequins of more than a little clear-to-those-who-know celebrity.
Read MoreLouie is a difficult show to advertise because it is the only example of art-television at the moment.
Read MoreCassandra Speaks is yet another dazzling vehicle for actor Tod Randolph, who excels in etching brilliant stage portraits of famous, complicated women.
Read MoreIda proffers a cinematic experience that is austere and mesmerizing.
Read MoreBeau Jest’s playful Apt 4D offers a wonderful opportunity to celebrate the creativity and imagination of the truly extraordinary theater troupe.
Read MoreEven by Widespread Panic’s intuitive standards, this was a fairly challenging show: The setlist seemed to favor their deeper, less outgoing material.
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