For better and worse, Lantern Theater’s production charms rather than alienates us.
We’ve moved on from Harold Pinter’s pregnant, tedious pauses. Who has the time?
Anthony Lawton’s adaptation takes a familiar tale and electrifyingly gives it new life.
Tom Stoppard hurls his cleverness like a javelin. But wouldn’t a truly smart play be about things that matter?
Less here would be so much more.
Sometimes the play at Lantern Theater seems like a great and important work; at other times, not so much.
Lolita Chakrabarti’s mixed bag of a play finds greatness when Forrest McClendon takes the stage.
The best of this viscerally thrilling but interpretively odd take on Shakespeare’s play is very fine indeed.
Deborah Zoe Laufer’s play begins and ends well, but groans under a surfeit of issues.
At Lantern Theater, a great actress shines as Shaw’s bewitching anti-heroine.