I glanced up from my watch on my way to the Goethe Institut and saw a group of people in the dim streetlight in front of the door. They stood at odd angles to one another, each in their own posture. If they were conversing, it was quiet and private, no touristyammering or drunkblathering.
Writing about theatre can be difficult. After all, Theatre is about doing, not talking, thinking or even writing about doing. It is especially difficult to write about a show when a group with seemingly all the right pieces–social consciousness, community focus, history, deep literary roots, high academic standards, the desire to explore new frontiers, etc.– […]
A woman greeted me at the top of the steps at Caos on F as I trudged up the multi-flights out of the heat. Dripping with gleaming jewelry, a pink goblet of yellow nectar slung between her fingers, she beamed at me with a relaxed smile before I’d reached the top and queried pointedly, “Is […]