If you’re like me, you’ve already done your Christmas shopping, filled out your budget for the next fiscal year, and made arrangements for your final repose after The Event Which Awaits Us All occurs. Now it’s time for something much more difficult: planning your theater season.
Here’s how you know you’re in a Martin McDonagh comedy: Father Welsh (Chris Stezin), Leenane Village’s dipsomaniacal priest, wanders into the fractious home of the Connor brothers to announce “Tom Hallan killed himself” — and the audience bursts out in laughter.
Seven years ago, Tom Kitt and Brian Yorkey explored the devastating cost of mental illness in their Tony-winning Broadway debut of Next to Normal. Now Keegan Theatre is bringing the gripping psychological saga of Diana and her struggling family to DC, pinning local audiences to their seats with wrenching emotion and dark humor.
A typical Mom is folding laundry, shouting tasks to kids upstairs and handling day-to-day issues on an ordinary day as An American Daughter opens. Only when she listens to an interview on the radio and criticizes herself for an insignificant flub do we realize that she’s just been nominated by the President as the U.S. Surgeon General. […]
In 2004, Green Day was an amiable, if declining, punk rock band who’s most recent hit had been a sentimental ballad called “Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)”. Their breakthrough album was already a decade old, and they had been touring second-fiddle to Blink 182 (I know because I saw that tour. It’s where drummer […]
If you happen to notice a deeper than normal camaraderie between the characters of Tunny and Johnny in Keegan’s upcoming production of American Idiot, it’s no coincidence. While the characters are best friends in the play, their portrayers – Hasani Allen and Harrison Smith respectively – share the same distinction in real life.
We tend to think of genius as fully formed. We see the end results of a truly sublime or original masterpiece – be it a play, a painting, or a theorem – and chalk it up to divine inspiration that the mere mortals among us could not hope to grasp.
An Irish Carol is a tale of Christmas redemption that tastes not of sugar cookies and eggnog, but salted peanuts and shots of Jameson. The spirits here are of the earthbound, liquid variety instead of spectral tour guides from beyond but they prove to be ever as potent and revelatory for Dublin pub owner David.
Farce gets a bad rap as a genre. Pundits will call a sporting event or a political campaign a farce when they want to denigrate it, but in the theater, sometimes there’s nothing more enjoyable than fast-moving scenes held together with physical comedy.
It was sad to wake this morning to the news that the wonderful playwright Brian Friel has died. Tributes have been quick, effusive, and plentiful, and ranging from the Michael D Higgins, President of Ireland (“One of the giants of Irish literature, and a great Irishman”) to Meryl Streep (“We’ve lost a tender dramatist, an […]