In the interest of full disclosure, let me start by saying that I come from a family of Punners. We think of word play as sword play and often fence just to keep our wits sharp.
Dreams are often beautiful and always surreal. They sweep you into their world without qualification or disruption. They are immersive and expansive, but at the same time deeply personal. Priscilla Dreams the Answer is very much like a dream. For the short time that it lasts, it is stunning, and like any good dream, you […]
Ken Johnson wants to teach you the secrets to his success. Unfortunately, he just isn’t that successful. This is the premise of Laura Zam’s play An Hour With Ken Johnson, which, just as unfortunately, is as unsuccessful as its main character.
“The key to this play is play” notes playwright and director John Sowalsky in the program for 261.626: A Re-Sounding Comedy. I think he sums it up quite nicely. 216 is playful without being thoughtless and spirited without being soulless. It’s fun, without being total fluff. Not too shabby!
The Beasts describes itself as “a dark comedy. With puppets.” I guess this is mostly right. It was not that dark, and it was fairly funny. And there were puppets.
Before I talk about Fat Men in Skirts we need to talk about the company that is putting it on, Molotov Theatre Group, because more than anything else, this is just Molotov being Molotov.
The Hunchback Variations feels like a production of Waiting for Godot performed by the Marx Brothers. It is simultaneously high-brow and silly. Although I would have to say it’s less effective than Waiting for Godot, and the comedy is less refined than the Marx Brothers. The effect can best be described as “puzzling”.
Disclaimer: This show clearly has a target audience. I am not in that target. If you enjoy jokes about drag queens, jokes about ridiculous evangelical preachers, or jokes about JR’s Bar on 16th Street, this show might be for you.
It was clear that the sizable and chatty crowd in the Burke Theatre was ready to have a blast. The Fringe goers who were looking for a subdued evening of theatre had gone other places. This was going to silly fun. And Speakeasy DC did not disappoint with The Showcase Showdown.
Losing It begins with a tantrum. Madeleine Russell, the play’s author and star, storms on stage, bellows, and throws a chair, a stack of books, some trash and a potted plant to the ground. She comes close to chucking a laptop before calming down. It was, needless to say, an abrasive start and, frankly, I […]