“Why don’t you want to talk about sex?” inquires Cecily in an innocuous tone, addressing the crowd of characteristically guarded Washingtonians. The silence speaks volumes.
Archives for July 16, 2012
There is a certain subset of people, particularly kids of the 80s, for whom such phrases as “As You Wish” and “Never argue with a Sicilian when death is on the line” are an inextricable part of their DNA.
We walk into the darkened Bedroom of Fort Fringe. There, in the shadowy corner of the stage, is a mannequin, with snow-white face above black clothes. The mannequin stares at us. Her eyes begin to move. She twitches, snarls, comes to life.
We do not go in for burlesque much in Washington, but to our northern neighbors in Charm City, it is a big deal. Burlesque is so much in the fiber of Baltimore that its chief sage and poet, the great H.L. Mencken, invented a term to describe the art: ecdysiast, meaning “an artist who, while […]
Most “adult” plays are meant as biodegradable entertainment; few, if any offer as many ponderable themes as Maurice Martin’s R.U.X..
Flattery can get you anywhere, or it can make you look like a fool. The pendulum swings, somewhat precariously, between these two outcomes in Triptych Productions’ The Confines of Flattery.
To clown or not to clown, that is the question, or at least the question Clown Cabaret explores in their high-octane slapstick Delusions of Grandeur.
Fired, retired, lonely and lost, a group of strangers collide on the steps of Freedom Place in DC and together step into song. Not just any random drum and guitar charade, but a soulful concoction of the best of Irving Berlin (“White Christmas”, “There’s No Business Like Show Business”) and Harold Arlen (“Somewhere Over the […]
Hold onto your masks, the ride is about to get crazy! Watch out for flying hats, terrible bakery puns, sword fights, love, death, resurrection, and a literal slapstick. It’s what happens when you put eleven characters on stage together, there’s bound to be some conflict.
As I entered the Goethe Institut for the opening performance of Airswimming (Abridged), the sky over the District had become a solid mass of gray clouds. Because all I of knew of the play was that it told the story of two women living together in a London asylum for more than 50 years, I […]