REVIEW: Time Remembered Is an Elegant French Feast
Mastery of style is everywhere in this jewel of a show that is wistful, wry, and deeply touching.
Mastery of style is everywhere in this jewel of a show that is wistful, wry, and deeply touching.
How could some very talented people deliver a show so devoid of authenticity?
Hats off to EgoPo for the theatrical coup of the season: mounting John Guare’s epic play cycle.
In director Ken Marini’s revelatory production, Beckett’s modern classic feels freshly-minted.
Part I of John Guare’s monumental trilogy perplexes even as it makes us want more.
Jackie Sibblies Drury’s dreary play is a sprawling, 70-minute journey to nowhere.
MJ Kaufman’s play is big on dogma and short on insight.
Walnut Street’s handsome production doesn’t quite cut to the core of Stephen Karam’s fine play.
McCarter’s enjoyable production doesn’t fully realize the shows virtuosity or pathos.
Sometimes the play at Lantern Theater seems like a great and important work; at other times, not so much.