Presumably a lot of people came to see Chris Evans — Captain America — with his shirt on and his Boy Scout halo a little dinged. Evans plays a cop on the make in every sense. He’s a terrific bastard. You can’t like him, but you’ve met him. (So, apparently, some movie stars can do Broadway in a small cast of pros, play against type and — you know — do it well.)Read More
Author: Kathleen Campion
Bee is a woman on a mission. She is running as fast as she can, to escape the crowded, grim, rent-stabilized life she and her husband Hal have devolved to. She gives us flashes of their young selves — protests, drugs, running from the police. You can almost smell the patchouli!
Hal is a man in retreat. He is hiding and collapsing as fast as he can, stoned 24/7, escaping his crowded, grim, rent-stabilized life with video games, a pointless blog, and awash in narcissistic regret. You just want to smack him into next week.Read More
The intellectual playfulness of Relevance, which opened Sunday night at the Lortel, has a whisper of Stoppard about it, in that it is a play about ideas and words and their relevance — which could sound stuffy, but plays with enormous vitality.Read More