Forget romance. Forget chemistry. Forget star-crossed lovers. At its heart, this Eurydice is concerned with the love between a father and a daughter.
Of course, I have no idea what was in Corot’s mind. But the juxtaposition of these images appears to me to present two different moments in time, perhaps adjacent ones, perhaps as close as possible, like adjacent frames of a film.
April promises some provocative theater, from new plays at the Huntington Theatre Company and the Charlestown Working Theater to opportunities to hear a steamy script by Shakespeare contemporary Thomas Middleton and to take in the Elizabethan antics of BBC TV’s Blackadder on stage.