Archives for July 12, 2009

Hunter rates it: Most figures in literature feel like they’re missing something, but the heroes of Hans Christian Andersen’s fables really take the cake.

Marcia rates it: What a kid, that Billy, but he’s not all this play is about.  He is simply the catalyst for a show that is driven by some intriguing stories and delightful ensemble work. 

Caitlin rates it: Blood! Guts! Kung-F-U! A beating heart ripped right out of a guy’s chest! And…err…umm…a ticket ripper at a theater? Unlikely combo, but playwright John Morogiello successfully combines comedic violence

Caitlin rates it: The holy location of The Devil’s Christmas Carol [Mt.Vernon United Methodist Church]wasn’t enough to save this project from eternal damnation. God, the irony.

Steve rates it: A work about a 15-year high school reunion sounds like a writing class assignment from hell.  How can you tackle it without falling into cliché? 

Jessica rates it: Some fringe shows ply their audiences with beer and popcorn, others with the promise of nudity, violence, or rock and roll, but Riding the Bull knew the only thing that could break this reviewer’s heart of cold stone

Tim rates it: John Patrick Shanley, who has given us Doubt, Moonstruck and Joe Versus the Volcano, has here written a witty little one act four-hander about the way business is done in the moral swamp which we call Hollywood.

Jessica rates it: The premise was so promising: Strippers fighting for their rights, union organizers in unfamiliar territory, nudity and social justice. However Live! Girls! Organize! does not live up to its potential. The comedy of the show consistently falls flat,

Jessica rates it: Bad Hamlet? Could I not get tickets to the Good Hamlet? Look, if you are going to make me see all these shows the least you can do….Oh. Wait.

Steve rates it: FICTITIOUS The Musical is NOT about Arnold Schwarzenegger (to quote the show’s disclaimer announcement, “Yeah, right”).  It’s about Hugh Diffindorfer, who emigrates from “Nonexziistia”

Caitlin rates it: Butt. Ass. Badonkadonk. Booty. In a bootylicious-obsessed society, these words have become synonymous with the female posterior region, though they are seldom flattering.