REVIEW: Bedlam’s King Lear Is Deconstruction Without Reconstruction
Director Eric Tucker’s production seems like an exercise in “épater la bourgeoisie” smart ass-ness.
University administrator and teacher by day, theater and arts critic by night.
Director Eric Tucker’s production seems like an exercise in “épater la bourgeoisie” smart ass-ness.
I’ve heard starrier performances, but none that made a more powerful case for this masterwork.
Days later, I’m playing over scenes in my mind—loving some, scratching my head over others.
Politics and culture here are ultimately filler, suggesting but not delivering dramatic weight.
Already a byword for spectacular failure, David and Cameron find the movie of CATS even worse than expected.
This musical is as manicured as the kind of Stepfordian society the material supposedly rails against.
A conceptual misstep frustratingly dilutes and distracts from an often rewarding musical performance.
Don’t miss this superb show, which returns for a run this December!
The great Amanda Schoonover makes the ordinary extraordinary.
It’s not difficult to make an audience weep. But artists have a responsibility to not overuse that power.