HELLO DOLLY DAY??? Mayor De Blasio is having a slow news day – so it is time for a proclamation. I wonder who will get to the Shubert first, Trump or Hilary?
The intrigue is presented like so many layers of a French pastry. Directed with style and precision by Daniel Sullivan this is a crisp evening of deceit and calculation. Everyone is up to something, and you don’t want to take your eyes off any of them for a second. Each character – and each very fine actor – is on a trajectory of their own making. The result is an ensemble that is having a devilishly good time.
Did you see Hello Dolly? The Front Row Center was not offered press tickets. Seems as though there were a bunch of us Second Night Reviewers that were bumped off the band wagon.
So here is an invitation – if you saw this super-duper-spectacular please send your review to us and we will publish them here. Crowd sourced reviewing!
The Rodgers and Hammerstein classic Carousel will return to Broadway in 2018, featuring Tony Award winner Jessie Mueller (Waitress) as Julie Jordan, Tony nominee Joshua Henry (Hamilton) as Billy Bigelow and opera star Renee Fleming as Nettie Fowler. Three-time Tony winner Jack O’Brien will direct the revival, set to open on March 23, 2018 at a theater to be announced.
This is one of those times when a person straps on her writing gear and gets to the task at hand because, as Charles Mee says, “writing is not about saying something, it is about discovering something.”
The Profane is paved with good intentions but ends up being too clever by half. This is a play about people being devoted to and diverging from core beliefs, and the expectations that they have for their children to follow in their footsteps. The core beliefs in this case are those of Islam. The too clever part is that neither the religion nor it’s Muslim followers are mentioned. There is nary an “Islam” or a “Muslim” in the text. Odd? I think so.
There is something about watching Harvey Fierstein that makes you sit up and take notice. It is not merely his voice, which in itself will keep you awake. It is that this man staked a claim, back in the late 1970’s, on being a voice for gay men – in public. On stage. And eventually on Broadway. For those of you too young to remember, the only things that might come close would be for someone to take a public stand against the current administration’s busload of bohunks. For those of us old enough to remember, you cannot help by flash back and forth in time as you watch Fierstein. And this is not a bad thing at all.
The Play That Goes Wrong; Henry Shields, Jonathan Sayer and Henry Lewis; Photo by Jeremy Daniel
There is always room in life for a good laugh. But these days, living in what I call a parallel universe where the government is a barrel of rabid monkeys led by a carnival barker, laughter is essential. And I have the perfect remedy for you – go see this play. There is NOTHING wrong with The Play That Goes Wrong. Unless you got something against laughing.
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White Guy on the Bus has played all over the country. Los Angele, Illinois, Washington DC, New Jersey. The question is WHY?
So the premise of his show, john O’Hurley, A Man With Standards, we are told, is to look back over his shoulder at the past that gave him so much as a child and the career that has served him very well in deed. Between soap operas and sit coms he has done himself proud and made his dreams come true.
John Leguizamo’s “Latin History for Morons”, now at the Public Theater is not for morons, and it is not just a history lesson. It is an homage to heritage, to parenthood, to Leguizamo’s family and specifically to his son. Not bad.
The Price by Arthur Miller, now at the American Airlines Theatre as a Roundabout Theatre production, is no stroll in the park. The year is 1968. Two brothers who have not seen one another in 16 years are plonked together in the attic of their old home, a brownstone in Manhattan. In this attic is the detritus of their father’s life, and because the building is about to be demolished they are finally facing how to let go of it all. And I don’t mean just the furniture. There are, as is always the case with sibling estrangement, a lot of reasons why these two have not spoken, and with a second-hand furniture dealer on hand to throw gasoline on the smoldering coals – there are explosions aplenty. As we knew there would be from the moment the curtain goes up. No surprises here.
Jeeze Louise – where do you start? I haven’t a clue. I first knew Sarah Ruhl through her fascinating play Eurydice at Second Stage. She pushed my brain around in my head in all the right ways. The story, well known though it was, was maneuvered into an incarnation that brought life, and light and a little bit of the kitchen sink along with it. With “How To Transcend A Happy Marriage” she kept me intrigued as well, but wandered off the main road so far that when the play reached its conclusion, it felt more like the bus stopped and we all had to get out as opposed to having reached a destination.