Theater
What is refreshing about the muscular back-flipping in David Farr’s amusing rewrite of the Robin Hood fable is that Maid Marion is as much into derring-do as the Merry Men.
The gem of the weekend was an exhilarating production of “A Midsummer Night’s Dream,” directed by Julie Taymor in the extravagantly imaginative style she has developed over nearly three decades.
Given how rarely “Henry VIII” is staged, any Shakespeare enthusiast worth his or her salt should definitely take in this uneven production.
Chekhov’s jokes are the inevitable by-products of his characters confronting life’s absurdities; Christopher Durang is content to wring laughs out of wacky situations and cartoon caricatures.
What feels absent in Bruce Norris’s “Domesticated” is some sort of moral center to its familiarly skewed, down sliding spiral of relationships.
“Becky’s New Car” turns out to be a ride worth taking, especially if we suspend our disbelief long enough to embrace the notion that malice is not necessarily aforethought even though our actions might be construed to suggest otherwise.
In her compelling deconstruct/rewrite of “Miss Julie,” set in South Africa 18 years after the end of apartheid, director/dramatist Yaël Farber doubles down on the elemental energies of Greek tragedy.
Benjamin Evett as Arthur and Erica Spyres as Guenevere turn in solid performances, dependable anchors for a cast that does the best that it can in a drab, bargain basement production.
Stand-up comic Colin Quinn has been giving a lot of thought to the Founding Fathers, their vision for the new nation and, well, how that turned out. The result is his sharp and funny one-man show.
With the 1% rapidly vacuuming up the resources of the upper and middle classes, A.R. Gurney’s comic vision of the tipsy idle rich, shorn of cares and criminality, floats completely free of reality.
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