REVIEW: In Cats at the Forrest, Not Much is New, and It Won’t Last Forever
This dispiriting, desultory revival essentially defines the difference between camp and kitsch.
This dispiriting, desultory revival essentially defines the difference between camp and kitsch.
This production, with a miscast pair of boldface names, can’t withstand the light of day.
What once seemed a poignant meditation on AIDS now plays as a study in white privilege.
The audience at this vulgar show doesn’t care about Russian History. What they want is AnastasiaTM.
For sheer charm, I doubt this production will be equaled this year, or for many to come.
Perhaps unintentionally, Rick Foster’s hagiographic one-hander captures just what’s wrong with America’s most beloved actress.
Lerner and Loewe’s “lost” musical is a wonderful oddity that should be better known.
Elevator Repair Service provides plenty of ironic spin but misses its own sense of privilege.
Seen here, an old fashioned but endearing musical becomes a Trumpian fantasia.
Despite some intriguing ideas, Elmer Rice’s Dream Girl at IRC fails to find full resonance.