Stage adaptations of two classic horror stories oddly offer few chills. Kev Berry reviews.
An earnest holiday treat destined to bring tears to your eyes. Kev Berry weeps and reviews.
David Byrne’s intimate theatrical concert speaks to trying to do the best you can do in these brutal times. Kev Berry reviews
Enda Walsh brilliantly translates a complicated postmodern novel about grief to the stage. Kev Berry reviews.
Kev Berry gets angry and grapples with questions of artistic responsibility.
Thrilling choreography, catchy tunes, and a warmhearted message, but a watered-down idea of queerness lurks in The Prom.
The overarching impact is as elusive as the act of remembering in Ngozi Anyanwu’s new play. Kev Berry reviews.
Richard Bean’s The Nap is a mostly funny comedy that loses it’s mirth with tasteless trans jokes. Kev Berry reviews.
Kev Berry reflects on Penny Arcade’s Bitch! Dyke! Faghag! Whore! at Performance Space New York.
Harry Potter and the Cursed Child casts a spell. But Kev Berry asks at what cost?