Review
The Imitation Game is a movie that should have made us angry, but it merely makes us sad.
While worth a look for its inspired performances, this Huntington Theatre Company production does not give us Christopher Durang at his madcap best.
Valuable new translations of Aimé Césaire suggest that we have overemphasized the political dimension of his poetry and overlooked other, purely literary, qualities.
What is served at Wasabi is so-o-o-o fresh.
If you’re looking for an entertaining piece of theater that will leave you both laughing and pondering your own place on the political map, go see
What one really wishes is that the Seattle Opera’s Ring Cycle had been released as a DVD.
National Pride (and Prejudice) wants us to reexamine the relationship between a country’s iconic images and its not-so-reassuring realities.
Assaf Gavron’s sweeping, smart, often funny new novel spins a satiric update on Exodus.
After reading this scholarly and accessible biography, I am convinced that Storm Jameson’s life is a must for anyone fascinated by the history of women writers in the 20th century.
If your tastes run to finely crafted songwriting, then the standout event between Christmas and New Year’s is when Melissa Ferrick and Marshall Crenshaw roll into Club Passim on separate nights.
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