The “semi-staging” seen here delivers less theater than no staging at all.
The provocative show that director Emma Griffin offers here goes beyond a reimagined staging.
What’s most unsettling here happens quietly in the shadows.
Michael Hollinger’s funny and clever play could use more gravity.
How do you like your Carmen? The role – and Bizet’s opera – contain multitudes.
With Shaw’s go-big-or-go-home masterpiece, playing it small and safe is not good enough.
A rare opportunity to see Tell Me on a Sunday reveals a good idea, flawed in the execution.
Tennessee Williams’ wrote his female characters with compassion—why can’t the director see it?
The Walnut Street production’s antic energy is both its strength and its weakness.
Isis’s earnest but constrained production doesn’t fully resonate.