Scott Hudson's disarming, slightly aimless romantic sketch Sweet Storm features a simple set—a bed nestled into a single gracefully designed bough. The work recalls the tree branch: na…
Reporting frankly on the knee-high playlets in Series A of J.J. Kandel and John McCormack's two-part Summer Shorts festival feels perilously close to bullying; you shouldn't pick on the litt…
No tricks of lighting, packaging or promotion can make the artificial blooms of Lila Rose Kaplan's willfully cockeyed dramedy pass for a real bouquet.
Spectators who want to see 20 extremely fit ballroom specialists in a two-hour workout, this is your show. Burn the Floor executes its moves perfectly: It's a heart-pounding, sexed-up showcase of splendid dance and gorgeous dancers.
Burn the Floor ushers in the latest crop of reality TV vets turned thespians, Time Out takes a survey of how past winners have rated on the boards.
My "Fixing New York theater" wish list from July stirred up plenty of dirt and dust on various blogs, and the comments section of TONY was no exception.
The larger question is this: Will the failure of this musical-along with, recently, those of Young Frankenstein, High Fidelity, Cry-Baby, Tarzan and The Little Mermaid-put a dent in the recent trend toward musicals adapted from name-brand movies?