=As a newcomer to the #FreelanceLyfe, I’ve been revisiting some movies and shows from earlier this year trying to detect trends that would make for juicy pitches in the eyes of omnipotent editors.
=As a newcomer to the #FreelanceLyfe, I’ve been revisiting some movies and shows from earlier this year trying to detect trends that would make for juicy pitches in the eyes of omnipotent editors.
Michael McKeever’s Daniel’s Husband proves yet again that Primary Stages continues to be a bafflingly ignored hotbed of quality new plays.
Continue reading “DANIEL’S HUSBAND, and the Sniffle Show Championship of 2016-2017”
A sheltered man with an unconventional mind lives a golden-spoon life far removed from the poverty right outside his not-so-humble abode. Some may call him simple, but his distinct perspective is a direct result of his only access to the outside world: obsessive television watching. Almost everything he knows about life has been gleaned from the boob tube. Through this small-screen understanding, he dupes his way into the highest offices of America, convincing the country he’s someone that he’s not.
Don’t worry: this is not yet another think piece about Donald J. Trump.
Rarely does such a sitcom-meets-Will Ferrel/Adam-McKay premise lead to glorious pedanticism, but playwright Jen Silverman revels in the unexpected.
Continue reading “THE ROOMMATE (Williamstown Theatre Festival)”
For a musical about a future without death, Deathless feels dissonantly lifeless.
A rambunctious family sitting next to middle-aged rowdy revelers. A kitschy nautical theme with a wooden deer-head on the wall. Faux fine-dining amidst the chaos of a glorified beach bar selling merchandise.
Though most people will be familiar with Dave Chappelle’s recent stand-up acts from his two Netflix specials released earlier this year — “The Age of Spin” and “Deep in the Heart of Texas” — they’re actually inaccurate representations of his distinct approach to the form.
I generally prefer JAY-Z’s music to Beyoncé’s, BUT:
Behold John Mayer’s cover of Drake’s “Passionfruit” (yes, you read that correctly):