But director Austin Pendleton’s production too often makes this world grotesque.
If you were hoping for some new insight into this fascinating chapter of theater history, ‘tis not to be.
Trafalgar’s enjoyable filmed stage production preserves a star turn that should be seen.
Both play and production are honorable but flawed, though signs are positive for the Philadelphia Theatre Company.
Curio’s homerun production breathes new life into a turgid melodrama.
Dominique Morisseau’s meaty, thought-provoking play gets a terrific production at McCarter.
This tale of terminally unpopular British teenagers feels like a 22-minute sitcom stretched to two hours.
Chas Rader-Shieber’s conflation was simultaneously over-conceptualized and insufficiently thought through.
Inis Nua’s Scottish import teeters between grim uncertainty and twinkly charm.
There’s little here about love, but the show suggests that obsession lasts forever.