Me and My Girl, the final production of this Encores! season, is very…Encores!
Me and My Girl, the final production of this Encores! season, is very…Encores!
I concluded my recent post about expanding our conception of artistic originality by quoting, gulp, Kanye West.
Back in 2016, there was a concert performance of Ragtime inside the Registry Room on Ellis Island.
It’s considered a faux pas in critical circles to suggest how a show could improve.
For a movie or show to be nominated for Best Score at the Oscars or Tony (or any other offshoot) Awards, the music written for it must be predominantly original.
To adequately express the extremity of their ardent adoration for a particular performer, theatergoers often fall back on the following familiar formulation:
Continue reading “Adam Rapp’s THE EDGE OF OUR BODIES (TUTA Theatre @ 59E59)”
At the beginning of this season, I didn’t mind the fact that two shows I probably wouldn’t consider my cups-of-tea — Jimmy Buffet’s jukebox Escape to Margaritaville, and the two-part, interminably-excessive Harry Potter and the Cursed Child — were planning to occupy my two least favorite theatres on Broadway: respectively, the Marquis and the Ford Center for the Performing Arts-turned-Hilton-turned-Foxwoods-turned-Lyric (for now).