Theater

REVIEW: Look What Happened to Mabel: Mack and Mabel at Encores (for Parterre Box)

Time heals almost everything, as Jerry Herman’s best score is stylishly resurrected.

This charmless, shrill Dolly did not have me at Hello!

The electric current that needs to run through Sam Shepard’s great play is curiously low-voltage here.

At 48th and Baltimore, a performance worthy of a Tony, and an enchanting show.

Director Eric Tucker’s production seems like an exercise in “épater la bourgeoisie” smart ass-ness.

With predictably Eurotrashy design elements, playwright/director Simon Stone reduces Euripides to soap opera.

Days later, I’m playing over scenes in my mind—loving some, scratching my head over others.

Cameron and David consider Lucy Kirkwood’s taut drama that considers how society reacts to a fallout of its own making.

Politics and culture here are ultimately filler, suggesting but not delivering dramatic weight.

Judith Ivey offers a performance of raw, unflinching honesty across the story’s increasingly bleak three hours.