Unlike his The Cherry Orchard at the Park Avenue Armory, if you renamed Simon Stone’s The Oresteia, some audiences may not even realize the text is a riff on Aeschylus.
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Unlike his The Cherry Orchard at the Park Avenue Armory, if you renamed Simon Stone’s The Oresteia, some audiences may not even realize the text is a riff on Aeschylus.
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Does Jamie Lloyd elevate Evita more than any interpreter has ever juiced the original material?
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A theater becomes a travel destination for one of two reasons.
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“How about a Bloody Mary? No! No!”
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Hanging by a Wire deserves the Fall branding more than Fall 2: Deadpoint.
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East Village Basement has become a home for living-room theater.
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Eyes are more of a central means of expression for screen acting than for stage acting…
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Much has been made of how much Jonathan Groff sweats and spits on stage.
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A one-person show of The Silence of the Lambs sounds likeliest to be a spoof.
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Autobiographical art balances personal catharsis with audience legibility.
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