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Two productions I saw recently, Freud's Last Session and The Whipping Man, depict conversations and situations that require and compel the audience to envision and reconsider historical even…
Though I grew up in an agnostic household, I was rarely in doubt that a spiritual force was afoot. Music, specifically what's come to be called "The Great American Songbook," was our religio…
It's often said that going too far down the rabbit hole may not be a good idea. One wonders if that is just what the producing team behind Wonderland has done. The buzz around town (among th…
In light of the Spider-Man debacle, I have been wondering if this tradition -- which has continued even as its supporting traditions have dissipated -- will be forever destroyed and, more im…
As a former first-string critic and current Drama Desk member, the protocol breach represents an important opportunity to review how utterly outmoded the protocol really is.
Reading the reports from Sunday night's first preview of Spider Man, as well as comments on this page, I thought it was time to clear some things up.
Last night was a history-making night on Broadway. Not only did Spider-Man, the most expensive Broadway musical ever, begin previews, but also Broadway fans embraced twittering during a show…
Good morning boys and girls who like to read blogs with an apparent liberal bias, Pee-wee Herman here! This is my third blog, in a fifty-seven part blog series, exclusive to the Huffington P…
Full disclosure: Like most women my age (late 20s- mid 30s), I am highly protective of Ntozake Shange's For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When the Rainbow is Enuf.
He managed to combine what was the rarest of qualities, true musical genius, and genuine kindness. Trust me, the older I get kindness counts outside of storybooks, it even tops genius. That …
Dear Sir/Madam,
Thank you for supporting the theater. You seem like someone who paid full price, or at least almost full price, for your tickets. I appreciate that. Thank you for your patronage of the arts.
What can you do when your younger brother shoots his way into the history books for all the wrong reasons?
"The loveliest feeling is to be stunned in theatre," Seldes gushes gracefully.
Like Hand to God, Permission is outrageous and profane; like its predecessor, it can be seen as a sledgehammer attack on religion featuring violence and sex, albeit without as much bloodshed…
When I strapped on the new Apple Watch this past week, I inadvertently got a sneak peek into how much energy it actually takes me to make it through the day. There I was at the end of the da…
The 36 Goldberg variations on the Bach harpsichord tune are copious, but apparently Neil LaBute wants to give those spins on...
The virulence with which hateful proclamations -- on all matters of identity -- continue to be publicly aired has a lasting effect, on me, on you, on everyone I know.
Annie Baker, in The Flick, has drawn three disparate loners in dead-end menial jobs; engaged them in often aimless-seeming banter, as opposed to meaningful discussion; and keeps them at it f…
Noah Galvin in A.R. Gurney's What I Did Last Summer. Photo: Joan Marcus
If you have written upwards of fifty plays over...
