Theater
There’s a story yet to be written about art dumping; theater and dance dumping; even film and TV dumping now that live performance and production of all kinds has shut down.
I’m curious to see what happens next. I’ll keep writing plays, but I might need to hone my skills as a handyman just in case this whole theater thing doesn’t pan out.
To my surprise, the auto union was written out of the picture from the start, as if dramatist Dominique Morisseau saw it as an embarrassment.
Men on Boats is a sometimes rollicking, at other times tedious, one-act play.
Here is a random roster of playgoing pests, may Thespis strike each of them dumb.
Congratulations to the nominees and the awardees.
In this book, personality trumps process, although The Eugene O’Neill’s Theater Center’s purpose is, at its source, process.
Arts Commentary/Interview: The Climate Crisis and Theater — A Playwright’s Perspective
Do we feel the environment breakdown in our gut? Will people looking back see art that conveyed the existential threat of the emergency?
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