It’s the fourth installment of the Critical Mass review of MACBETH at the Arden, but Julius Ferraro thinks too many works have already been written about an unremarkable piece of theater.
Chelsea & Magda speak directly from their vaginas. If you’re not into that kind of thing, don’t see THE VULGAR EARLY WORKS.
THE DANGEROUS HOUSE OF PRETTY MBANE (InterAct): Western sympathies come up against African cruelties
Jen Silverman’s play tells the story of a young woman who has moved to London to escape the dangers of being a lesbian in South Africa.
What occurs in a theater when sex happens? Ivo Dimchev’s FEST and Florentina Holzinger and Vincent Riebeek’s KEIN APPLAUS FÜR SCHEISSE present two very different looks.
Micro-interviews of some Micromaniacs: Manon Manavit, Julius Ferraro, Drew Carroll, Scott Rodrigue, James Wadsworth Strong, Shelby Jackson
Interviews with the creative team for Micromanias, a double-bill of original performances coming up this November at Kensington’s Little Berlin.
RAPTURE, BLISTER, BURN is an exploration of contemporary feminist questions and a story in which those theories are put to a practical test.
Nine point five hours, five pieces of theater, ten bicyclists, and no great plan on how we’re gonna eat: that was the format for day two of PHINDIE’S OFFICIAL FRINGE BIKE TOUR.
In SPLICE, a single flat wave of board whoops its way through the Leonard Pearlstein Gallery, which consists of about four rooms, vaguely defined by false walls.
I asked Tuomanen, who directed the piece, to talk about The Body Lautrec. On extremely short notice, she agreed (“Aaron called me, said someone was upset about Lautrec and you wanted to ask me some questions.”) We talk about filth, exploitation, agency, and other uplifting stuff.
“Your little ducks,” Leah says, as we look over our shoulders at the line of weaving their way south on 21st, “they’re all in a row.”
The timely BROKEN WING, offered to the FringeArts festival in an beautifully executed performance by Pantea Productions, tells the story of a brash American photographer (Bob Stineman) who, while traveling in Iran, sleeps with his host’s young wife Arezoo.
Tongue & Groove’s team is pretty fearless, and though the performance has some slower moments, they’re quick to cut off a bit that isn’t working and move forward. Musician Carol Moog sits off to the side, riffing on a harmonica whenever she decides a scene has ended.
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Daniel Talbott’s YOU KNOW MY NAME: A DANIEL TALBOTT TRIO presents some unique challenges. Three short plays which could easily take place in the same town dwell with nearly pornographic clarity on the cruelty of the town’s inhabitants and of fate.
A backwoods exorcism by a snake-handling preacher, a community-building sleepover play about death, devised theater by dangerous women, and a gallery where live mannequins and their art intersect: we’re hoping the newly-birthed Fringe/Fringe Festival turns out to be as freaky and compelling as its play synopses promise.
This Wednesday, Quince Productions continues an exciting GayFest! with the opening of Next Fall, playwright/actor Geoffrey Nauffts’ Tony Award-nominated play. Next Fall tackles big issues without big presumptions, approaching societal white…
With WE ARE BANDITS, director Rebecca Wright and Applied Mechanics are working against a brutal opponent: American cynicism.
They’ve turned the third-floor space of Asian Arts Initiative into what looks like a sprawling, minimalist installation piece. Tables, chairs, and little else delineate various spaces throughout the basketball-court-sized venue, including a city square, the apartments of various characters, a rooftop, and a church.