What if you could have a heart-to-heart with yourself thirty earlier younger? Thirty years older? What if you could finally ask the younger you just what the hell you were thinking on the verge of a major life mistake?

“Words don’t matter, it’s what they mean that counts,” says (though I may be slightly paraphrasing) a worldly, French-speaking prostitute in a legal brothel in North Dakota. That isn’t the start of a joke; it’s a crucial line from Brothel by Isa Seyran, a new work offered at Capital Fringe.

Fear, o’ friends, the far side of the mirror. Where Beasties roam, Woks stalk, great guardians made of stone spear the wicked, and a great witch punishes the vain, the thieving, the cruel without indecision. It is a mystic land—the Land of the Beasts—where light and dark still spar for dominance.

What if Adolph Hitler had been a better artist?   It’s one of history’s great riddles. Perhaps if the Führer had shown more promise in his original career choice as a painter, the trajectory of the 20th century would have unfolded very differently.

A raunchy comedy offering insight into the link between social media and sex appeal excited me, so I braced myself for a provocative, hilarious, shocking show. Unfortunately, #Sexts was a disappointing display of a confusing narrative and worse yet a title that, although salacious, had little connection to the show’s overall theme.

When We Grow Up embodies the very essence of Fringe: it’s a chance to try out new ideas, and a chance to get up in front of people. The first fifteen minutes of the show are scripted. After that, the show is up to you, the audience.

Bob Lohrmann has the entire audience laughing during the first half of Priest/Penitent. Once our emotional walls are down, he seizes our vulnerability and guides us into the thought-provoking and moving second half.

Sometimes the world inside our heads is a lot brighter than the real world outside. In Jennifer Faletto’s affecting Domestic Animals, a young woman tries to embrace her fractured new life, even the ghosts of her past threaten to pull her further from reality.

Eddie can weave a fantastic yarn. He’s a born storyteller blessed with imagination. Or, rather, is he really a man with a past that includes saving distressed damsels, leaping tall buildings in a single bound, and roaming the streets as a dark knight out to save mankind?

What fluff does Hollywood stick into the other 30 to 60 minutes of its big screen rom-coms? The Wedding Party, a new play by writing team Megan Dominy and Mimsi Janis, proves that a complete comedic romp with twists, heartfelt moments, and jokes a-plenty, can be fit into less than an hour while still feeling […]