Last week, I mentioned how most people judge artist’s based on their best work, while I tend to prioritize range in a more holistic approach.
Last week, I mentioned how most people judge artist’s based on their best work, while I tend to prioritize range in a more holistic approach.
I will always endorse adding as many new categories as possible to the Tony Awards.
The Leisure Seeker is tonally all over the place, and none of those places work, mostly because, as executed, they’re not particularly believable.
Next Door at New York Theatre Workshop’s production of Dinner with Georgette is basically Tony Kushner gone wrong.
Since I never like to judge anything until experiencing that thing firsthand, I thought twice before publishing this article back in 2017, which bemoans Second Stage’s decision to renovate the perfectly-fine HELEN Hayes Theatre, their new home on Broadway.
Three pieces of news were announced this week that inspired responses too long to be Twitter-length, but still not meaty enough to warrant their own pieces. Thus, enjoy this written roundup:
Besides The Weeknd’s My Dear Melancholy — which I wrote about here — it’s been a subpar week in music. As always, the following albums are ranked in order of my personal preference:
R.C. Sherriff’s 1928 play Journey’s End is to the stage what the 1930 film All Quiet on the Western Front is to the screen.
Even though The Party isn’t technically based on a play, this new movie exhibits both the best and worst attributes of stage-to-screen adaptations.
7 Days in Entebbe is to political thrillers what fellow 2018 releases 12 Strong is to war movies and what Den of Thieves is to cops-and-robbers yarns.