This relentlessly upbeat musical about teen suicide raises the question: Is gay without irony even possible?
Morning Is Broken: Cameron and David Review Morning Sun at Manhattan Theatre Club (for Parterre Box)
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?
The fourth and final chapter of MYTHS AND HYMNS feel deeply connected to our current moment.
These streamed recitals, warts and all, have allowed us to see performers let their hair down.
MasterVoices’ imaginative traversal of Adam Guettel’s quirky, charmingly uncategorizable work continues.
Thrilling reinvention, or calcified shtick? Our critics disagree…
For a show set during the hardscrabble 1930s, few performances suggest downtroddedness.
It’s difficult to discuss Unknown Soldier without considering the impact of legacy.