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James Graham’s new play almost evokes sympathy for the devil. Almost.
Two autobiographies by women who had some experience in legitimate theater, but they each gave their strongest allegiance to dance, specifically one choreographer.
Is it all, from here on out, to be about Daenerys v. John Snow for the Iron Throne?
As Zeitgeist Stage Company closes its doors, it’s hard not to wonder, with some bitterness, what our plucky local small-scale theater troupes would be able to accomplish if they had the resources they need.
John Hersey emerges in this book as a disciplined journalist who held steadfast to an admirably singular goal.
This performance of Ives’ Third was the most welcome entry in the Boston Philharmonic Orchestra’s celebratory season – a beautifully considered, powerfully rendered account of this too-neglected score.
This memoir offers an invaluable, broad look at intellectual Russia before and after the revolutions of 1917.
Beetlejuice may not be the blockbuster its creators are hoping for, but it is occasionally humorous and rarely dull.
Award-winning author and critic Fiona MacCarthy is out to change wrong-headed perceptions of Walter Gropius in her biography. And she succeeds.
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