Lucifer Is My Co-Pilot by JEREMY McCARTER
John Jesurun's metaphysical vertigo; Whoopi Goldberg's nonexistent fourth wall.
John Jesurun's metaphysical vertigo; Whoopi Goldberg's nonexistent fourth wall.
We are all Randy Quaid now.
Eve Ensler flashes her bona fides.
After "Nora", all bets are off; Danny will kick your ass.
This time's it's Jefferson Mays as himself.
Seriously: Who hasn't thought about taking out a contract on a spouse's life?
In life, possibly not; in Shakespeare, definitely so: Size does matter.
Having made a pedophile charming, Bryony Lavery now tries to make death a comedy.
Paul Krugman gives drama critics a bad name.
Having long ago attained immortality, George S. Kaufman now achieves respectability.
For sheer bathos, nothing beats old whores.
Stephen Jay Gould, meet Gypsy Rose Lee.
A director hasn't knocked around a blond actress this much since Hitchcock.
If you have a bong, prepare to light it now.
The foolishness of "Of Thee I Sing", the guts of Nick Hytner, &c.
Fringe Festival reviews by downtown standouts Colleen Werthmann, Sean Dugan, Brooke Berman, Marin Ireland, and Young Jean Lee.
Fringe Festival reviews by downtown standouts T. Ryder Smith, Marin Ireland, Brooke Berman, Louisa Thompson, and Adam Rapp.
You’re lost. Think of the new adaptation of Bram Stoker’s “Dracula” as a musical, and you’re lost.
Guiding the Fringe Into the Mainstream By ROBERT SIMONSON
Fringe Festival reviews by some of downtown's finest: Adam Rapp, T. Ryder Smith, Carl Forsman, Young Jean Lee, and Jose Zayas.
Tasked with the impossible, Michael Greif has achieved the improbable.
Spectacle and ritual amid the absurd Olympic Games.
Leaving the interstate, we turn once more to Harrison, Texas, the old-time haunt of Horton Foote's down-home gentry.
Tony Kushner paints a surprising portrait of Laura Bush.
Doug Hughes has a season-long winning streak, a mysterious accent, and--just maybe--a chance to run the Public Theater.