Tina Fey’s satire of high school cliquishness ages uncomfortably into the social media era.
This beguiling little musical is a show that could and can… and I sure as hell hope it does!
Marina Carr’s gorgeous play both honors the great Irish tradition, and boldly breaks new ground.
David and Cameron explore this charming new play, lit up with old fashioned star power.
Clare Barron’s Pulitzer finalist chronicles the hard road to maturity with a refreshing lack of condescension.
By the time we’re meant to care deeply about these characters, I’d had more than enough of them.
At its most antic, this production looks less like Buried Child than Buried… with Children.
Like any good gay theatergoers, we seek out Tennessee Williams revivals with the fervor of truffle-sniffing pigs.
So much doctrine; so little insight.
A character-driven, wryly humorous play gets a production often mired in sitcom glibness.