If this production has an astronomy lesson to teach us, it’s that lightning doesn’t strike twice.
Tina Satter’s 70 minute play is disturbingly effective, even as it raises questions about the nature of documentary theater.
For better and worse, Lantern Theater’s production charms rather than alienates us.
Director Jamie Lloyd and a strong trio of actors puncture the pomposity of Harold Pinter’s adultery drama.
Fringe rethinkings of William Inge and Tennessee Williams have fascinating, sometimes revelatory results.
For all of its winking loucheness, the show is utterly devoid of any real suggestion of sex.
Within minutes, something wonderful happened, and none of my reservations mattered.
Cameron and David continue the conversation about what critics do and how they are perceived.
The gorgeous title characters in this self-consciously clever production are diminished from the start.
Playwright Jonathan Payne’s sense of distance robs us of our need for outrage.