Criticism

Cries and Whispers: DF and CK review Shhhh at Atlantic Theater (for Parterre Box)

Clare Barron’s play, which explores women and sexual gratification, could be seen as brave or narcissistic or both.

The best of O’Hara’s Long Day is wrenching, illuminating, and will remain with me for a long time.

Opera Philadelphia returns to the stage with an honorable, if not entirely convincing, mixed program.

This audacious and charming new musical is especially welcome for wondrous presence of Victoria Clark.

Katrina Lenk’s Bobbie channels an assertive female persona, but it doesn’t feel fully realized or convincing.

This relentlessly upbeat musical about teen suicide raises the question: Is gay without irony even possible?

Morning Sun often feels as occluded and distancing as the austere, featureless set on which it’s performed.

The Lehman Trilogy had me in its thrall from the start. That’s not to say I endorse it wholeheartedly, though.

Who would pay $150 for the privilege to see this schlockfest again, masked and in an uncomfortable chair?

This now largely forgotten oddity from the great Nicholas Ray offers Gloria Grahame in two enticing modes.