REVIEW: In Completeness at Theatre Exile, the Bumpy Road between Comedy and Science
Take my yeast—please!
Take my yeast—please!
This noisy but empty show is more like a Wild Goose Chase.
The 1812 Productions’ team on how and why they make funny in the Age of Trump.
Philly’s love affair with this superb actor has never been more heartfelt.
This gloriously intimate, profoundly moving production finally gets the show exactly right.
Director Alexander Burns’ sometimes imaginative rethinking cannot redeem Lionel Bart’s awful musical.
Singing doesn’t get better than this.
Ensemble coordination is this production’s greatest achievement, along with some fine individual contributions.
A mixed bag of a production, but some singing of significant promise.
This frantic, antic production doesn’t illuminate Anne Washburn’s poignant satire.