Your Invisible Corset
It’s not a spoiler, I hope, to tell you that sane reality triumphs over a shrouded monster whose goal is to conquer the world through deception and bloody seduction which creates in its victims a mindless loyalty.
Read MorePosted by Ann Firestone Ungar | Oct 15, 2018 | Reviews
It’s not a spoiler, I hope, to tell you that sane reality triumphs over a shrouded monster whose goal is to conquer the world through deception and bloody seduction which creates in its victims a mindless loyalty.
Read MorePosted by Ann Firestone Ungar | Mar 26, 2018 | Reviews
The point is made: this is a play for our age, a time of social unrest: think #MeToo and the whole horrible gun debate.
Read MorePosted by Ann Firestone Ungar | Jan 19, 2018 | Reviews
Directed with clarity and sensitivity by Gus Kaikkonen, the sets, stunningly simple, evocative of time and place by Charles Morgan, lovely costumes by Sam Fleming, sound and original music by Jane Shaw, this play deserves our attention. It is a descendent of Ibsen and owes much to that master of realistic social argument, the theatrical presentation of ideas.
Read MorePosted by Ann Firestone Ungar | Nov 7, 2017 | Reviews
In Shakespeare’s ending, the reunification happens through resurrection of Marina and Thaisa, both thought to be dead. That ending was probably deeply satisfying to Elizabethan audiences who were largely Christian. For the 21st century audience, which may be less religiously inclined, this current story is perhaps more satisfying, more true to our understanding of the human psyche, post Freud and the scholars and physicians whose work is to heal in our challenging, conflicted civilization.
Read MorePosted by Ann Firestone Ungar | Aug 7, 2017 | Reviews
The Suits (Wall Street, Silicon Valley, etc.) dismantle Lady Liberty, a large green cutout, their intent to destroy what makes our country great. And they nearly succeed. But the Lady’s head disappears, and they’re frantic, because the brain is where ideas such as clean air and water, green cards, and the rule of law applied equally to all citizens and to the government itself, reside. But have no fear. The Lady’s head is safe, and it reappears at the end of the play in the safe hands of a wise Buddhist monk. We’re reasonably sure that truth will endure and love will prevail, despite the Suits chant of “Lock her up!”
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