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Tonya Pinkins's Caroline is unbending, relentless: a Coriolanus in white stockings.
I do so like what grandma calls "shouty shouty pop music."
American "propagandist" Robert E. Sherwood returns to Stephen Sondheim's New York.
Two shows opened at the Royale last night.
Was it like this, I wonder, when Oscar Wilde treated Colorado miners to a lecture on Cellini?
In "Assassins", Stephen Sondheim subverts everything--even himself.
"This So-Called Disaster" explores fathers, sons, and celebrity bedhead.
Why "The Normal Heart" is indispensable; why "Between Us" shows promise.
"Biro" works too hard; "The Appeal" happily desecrates the English Romantics.
A rapper wants to be poet laureate of Queens: But is it good for theater?
How do you solve a problem like Judea?
Bill Irwin's new play, like its title, satisfies for about two words before going awry; plus, the magnificent "Intimate Apparel".
WASPs in "Mrs. Farnsworth", Annabella Sciorra in "Roar", and First Ladies in the East Village.
The star of BAM's "Midsummer Night's Dream" on playing Puck, wearing a tutu, and waiting for Harvey Keitel.
Varieties of self-regard in "Mihail Sebastian", "Johnny Guitar", and "More".
A triumphant "Midsummer", a frosty "Frozen".
Great waves of creepiness are emanating from the Barrow Street Theatre.
"Embedded" mounts a three-pronged assault on its audience's intelligence.
Backstage trysts in "Small Tragedy", prison blues in "In the Belly of the Beast Revisited".
What New York theater could learn from Tony Soprano and Andre 3000.
Jonathan Miller has directed "King Lear" in a box, as it were--a small, dark one.
Would Zero Mostel get a gig today?
The intellectual vaudeville of "Wintertime", plus "Bug" and "Moonlight Room"
"Good Jewish music," Jerome Kern called it.
How about a 50-year moratorium on shrinks?
Sea of Tranquility, Beautiful Child.
