Remember my obsession with the corporeal simplicity of The Ocean at the End of the Lane’s final image?
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Remember my obsession with the corporeal simplicity of The Ocean at the End of the Lane’s final image?
Continue reading “Stay Up”The key to my interpretation of A Case for the Existence of God’s ending:
Continue reading “An Endlessly Strange, Strangely Endless Loop”When there’s nary an obvious mention of God in a play titled A Case for the Existence of God, what represents the play’s titular deity is open to interpretation.
Continue reading “Case Made”The Ocean at the End of the Lane: my favorite use of stagehands ever??
Continue reading “Hands at the Edge of the Stage”Musical biopics need a shake up.
Continue reading “I’m Always There”An older man with a younger girl/woman.
Continue reading “How Alined to Drive”Andrew Lloyd Webber is a terrorist.
Continue reading “Fuck Andrew Lloyd Webber”What can thrill us in a production a little while after the curtain rises?
Continue reading “Plop, Not Plot”Sometimes, a play’s conversational concept is enough on its own to sustain our intrigue for the entirety of a performance.
Continue reading “Long Day’s Journey into Scandaltown”No one in the history of the planet has ever been as enamored with neon fluorescent lights as Marianne Elliott.
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