I am confounded. I don’t know what My Name Is Lucy Barton is. I know what it is not. It is not a play. Which, in and of itself might not be a bad thing if a person could latch onto whatever it is and go for a ride. I could not find a latching-on place.Read More
Author: Tulis McCall
I am a fan of Fishamble theatre company. Their previous play at 59E59, Blueberry Hill, left me gobsmacked. Maz and Bricks did not. This is a sort of romantic travelogue with a touch of politics, a touch of self-doubt, shame, and of course hope. What it was lacking was a large dose of character and action to balance out the touches.Read More
Lucas Hnath is out to mess with your mind. Let me tell – it ain’t a bad deal. My advice is accept the invitation. Hnath and director Les Waters have created something like a pas de deux. Matching pacing and movement from moment to moment. What they have created releases what has been set to paper and lets it fly – creating a new Thin Place where there was none before.Read More
In this play there is one moment where the great loss from the plague of AIDS is handed to us like a baby in swaddling clothes. Before we know it we have wrapped our arms around the now visible wound that we thought we had left behind.Read More
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