There's a special kind of cringing reserved for plays that seem like they'll be up your alley and instead get aggressively on your nerves. Watching Moritz von Stuelpnagel's overwrought production of Theresa Rebeck's clamorous but rudderless Bernhardt/Hamlet at the American Airlines, I could feel my heart sinking. This is the ... More »
SOURCE: Vulture at 10:00PM on September 25, 2018