A mixed-bag this week, with candies sweet and sour alike!
A mixed-bag this week, with candies sweet and sour alike!
You’ll notice an egregious omission in the list below.
Click here to read my review of Alan Ayckbourn’s A Brief History of Women, part of 59E59’s Brits Off Broadway festival.
The third update to this list in May; needless to specify, it’s been a good month for music!
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The Rider stands as a testament to how easily the conceptual advantages of casting non-actors can be overwhelmed by the practical disadvantages.
Pro: Unlike a lot of other stars who only agree to appear in the same old classics, Matthew Broderick actually uses his commercial clout to sell tickets to more unconventional material.
For the first time in the storied history of this column (all one month of it), the conditional parenthetical in its title proved unnecessary: I ended up, wonder-of-wonders miracle-of-miracles, choosing only one single to be crowned with the super duper prestigious title of the SOLE Single of the Week!
I don’t feel comfortable reviewing the Abingdon Theatre Company’s production of Philip Dawkins’ The Gentleman Caller because one of my friends holds up half of this new two-hander.
The Birds immediately impresses with a uniform style that’s anything but uniform, pulling off the tricky combination of quirky esotericism.