A strange but satisfying production of Louis Jenkins’ prose poetry, with Mark Rylance bringing comedy and tenderness to his role.
Alison Walls reviews an irreverent and enjoyable take on one of Shakespeare’s most famous plays.
Edward Einhorn’s adaptation “never takes shape as either the story of an investigation or a noirish look into the darker, more opaque sides of human nature.”
Succeeding in evoking the beauty and the hell of a young man’s coming-of-age.
Macramé on the walls, shelves of wooden pineapples, American Tourister suitcases, and an orgy of silver lamé costumes…but something remains missing from this immersive experience.
“You inhale fearing your breath might tip the balance.” Nicole Serratore reviews Emily Schwend’s new play.
Nicole Serratore sees a show that “skates along on mostly fluffy charm”, but at times the laughs feel forced.
A staple of American theater gets a new life as LGBT agitprop.
Bits of Yesterday fall into Tomorrow-like patterns and pieces of Yesterday get swallowed up by Tomorrow in Annie Dorsen’s work.
Jordan G. Teicher sees a man step into the Jack Black-est of Jack Black’s shoes.