Bond and Lauren even burst into dance in the middle of their philosophical talk and it is a total goofy pleasure, not to mention one of my favorite Bogart fingerprints.
It’s an over-used cliche to say a performer is brave, raw, fearless, but maybe we over-use these words because we want that experience so much. Dixon really delivers.
This reviewer is not a huge fan of musicals by any means – too much distraction and not enough story in most cases – but “Dear Evan Hansen” is a show that holds you tight with its honesty of story told in a way that delights you to your very toes….The first dancing sequence, choreographed by Danny Mefford. between Jared, Connor and Evan is a total squeal; I wanted to see it again immediately …. Director, Michael Greif, pulled together way more than a schmaltzy musical here. Who knew?
And many hours later, I turn it over and over again in my memory discovering more truths about humanity, my world, beauty and ugliness, decency and justice, love and hate, ignorance, vision, blindness . . . . Bless you, Suzan-Lori Parks; I will never let you go.
And I’ll say this about suicide: I don’t see what’s cowardly about it. To me it means someone
had a lot of problems and they couldn’t fight through them anymore. It’s not cowardly, it’s sad
and nothing but. We should stop judging it. It’s brutal.
… under the hand of director, Douglas Moser, this ensemble commits itself from the first note to bring the human struggles on stage right into our hearts.
“… a lesbian story of love and courage . . . there’s not your typical lesbian opera character who is a psycho killer.
A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Gynecologic Oncology Unit at Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center of New York City
” . . . throat grabbing writing by Halley Feiffer . . .”
The Prodigal Son of the Bible finds his way home to his father who weeps with joy at his return. Chalamet’s journey as young Quinn in Shanley’s Prodigal Son weaves his way through two father figures who ultimately betray him to find his way to a more modern interpretation of the parable: One is home when one finds love and respect for one’s whole self. It’s a lesson not many of us ever really learn before forty, much less before eighteen.
Sometimes you just want to be entertained, to laugh a lot, not be required to think too hard and just simply enjoy yourself at the theatre. No crying. No deep philosophical existential questions. Washer/Dryer is just this kind of light delight – good clean fun like a fresh load of towels straight from the laundry.
I looked up “Gothic” in a couple of dictionaries and found among the variable definitions this: “of or relating to a style of writing that describes strange or frightening events that take place in mysterious places.” Perfect. Bronx Gothic is aptly named. It is a one-woman show performed by its writer, Okwui Okpokwasili. The writing is a memoir of strange and frightening events that took place in the Bronx and within the complex...
AN AMERICAN FAMILY TAKES A LOVER – What we have here is a piece of experimental theatre placed on fertile ground by enthusiastic artists who will love it through all pains of growth. Assumed enthusiasm is evidenced by a willingness to work with a gross lack of budget. As is often the challenge of a collaborative piece by excited contributors, the group can be inundated with a lot of brilliant ideas about how the final product...