Faust Talking
So Hamlet, Martin Luther and Doctor Faustus walk into a college, and that thing's the play.
So Hamlet, Martin Luther and Doctor Faustus walk into a college, and that thing's the play.
She Rode Horses Like the Stock Exchange features four people sitting around in a park making awkward small talk for 75 minutes.
Denmo Ibrahim's one-woman show creates two compelling characters who carry your heart with them on their travels.
When I first saw Next to Normal, I thought it was a lousy musical. But a new production changed my mind.
I'm sorry, did I say Disneyland? I meant Dazzleland.
Scottish playwright Linda McLean's back with another disturbing play at the Magic, and it's a weird one.
There's a whole lot of fucking in these stories, most of it disturbing.
"I was reflecting on how we got here," Bauer says at the beginning, and that sums up the next hour and a half.
Who the villain is shouldn't be any big mystery to longtime readers.
Aaron Davidman has been grappling with the Israeli-Palestinian conflict for a long time.
American Conservatory Theater's masochistic backstage comedy isn't exactly hard-hitting.
While I didn't know what to expect from this book, I speculated there might be some spanking involved.
As fiendish plots go, it's actually pretty lame. Somebody made all the clocks in New York City suddenly disappear.
The Lion and the Fox shows young Machiavelli meeting a man who exemplified qualities that would later be known as "Machiavellian": Cesare Borgia.
A young African-American woman finds herself mysteriously transported from 1979 to rural Maryland in the early 1800s
Berkeley's Impact Theatre has a taste for blood.
Diana does some detective work that leads her to...a beauty salon? But...but feminists don't go to beauty salons!
Minneapolis's Steven Epp returns to Berkeley Rep for the umpteenth time with some Dario Fo hijinks.
It was hard at first to keep track of who's an unquestionable authority of sartorial propriety and who's simply a gossip, or why I should care about all these snooty rich fucks.
That business about hell having no fury like a woman scorned? Yeah, Medea pretty much exemplifies that.
The Phantom Stranger has got to be the worst Justice League member ever.
Local playwright's self-produced drama takes you backward in time through a cyberstalking tragedy.
My project is to read 52 books by women authors this year.
When you get invited to a charity event by a guy named Ty M. Master, you'd better dress for dinosaur fighting.
A young couple decides to live a full 60 years together in the 100 days they have left.