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I was pleased to encounter all three compact operas. Lennox Berkeley seems to me more and more an admirable, indeed lovable composer, and a bit of a chameleon. I like him in all his various colors.
To some degree, everything fit under the resilient umbrella that the late George Wein raised at the edge of Newport Harbor.
Grand Horizons at the Gloucester Stage Company is a wild, funny, and sometimes wonderfully touching ride.
Nope, Jordan Peele’s highly anticipated third feature, is an awe-inspiring marvel about our own unrelenting obsession with spectacle.
“Ukrainian culture — Ukrainian language, Ukrainian books, literature, poetry, arts — is the testimony of our existence through all these centuries … It is still here, and we try to save it.”
The Stone Age is only about the gossip, to the point where even when something (potentially) true comes along, it still reads like trash.
Rodin in the United States: Confronting the Modern is the show of the summer in the Berkshires — remarkably extensive, with 25 works on paper and 50 sculptures in terra cotta, plaster, marble, and bronze.
As the age of Covid-19 more or less wanes, Arts Fuse critics supply a guide to film, dance, visual art, theater, author readings, and music. More offerings will be added as they come in.
Earwig taps into a diabolical Freudian cabinet of uncanny curiosities and symbols.
Shakespeare’s text has been streamlined for easy consumption on a summer’s evening — there’s no intermission, lots of physical comedy, and a party vibe.
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