Forum Theater’s affecting rendition of Young Jean Lee’s polemical The Shipment doesn’t dance around the truth, but opts instead to rip the Band-Aid off the raw, tragic, funny, and bewildering dimensions of life in black America.
Alex Mills in assless underwear. ……….. I have been informed by my editor that “Alex Mills in assless underwear” does not constitute a sufficient review of Synetic Theater’s generally fabulous, if sometimes sluggish, production of Everett Quinton’s camp late-80’s take on the classic Dickens tale of Revolution-era France. I disagree, but fine!
Ninety-two coins spun consecutively have come down heads ninety-two consecutive times, all confirming that Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, now onstage at the Folger Theatre, is one to see. For the linguistically inclined, banter and wordplay abound. For the Shakespeare aficionado, there’s more than a sprinkling of the Bard. For the philosopher, there’s that sticky […]
There are dreams—and then there are Dreams. Small dreams spring from the random synaptic firing triggered by the stresses of the brain’s day: dreams of teeth falling out or playing the piccolo nude in front of a group of strangers. But then there are other kinds of Dreams: prophetic, true and real in the deepest […]
One great thing about theater is that it is iterative, constantly being forged and reforged so it has immediate relevance to our social realities and problems. Major Barbara from Pallas Theatre Collective, a slight redux of George Bernard Shaw’s classic, aims to do just that by setting the play in DC during the 1930’s Bonus […]