What's It All About?

Unfortunately the new Burt Bacharach revue, What's It All About?, doesn't include a medley from Lost Horizon. Click here for my review.

The Sound of Music

Full disclosure: I'm not a big fan of Rodgers and Hammerstein's churchy-Alpine-Nazi combo (though bonus points for having nuns), but last night's live telecast was pretty good overall. Click here for my review.

Bodycast

Artist lectures don't get more entertaining than Bodycast at BAM, even if hearing Suzanne Bocanegra feed lines to Frances McDormand through an earpiece was a little odd. But hey, I'm sure there was a point. Click here for my review.

Analog.Ue

Maybe I would have enjoyed Daniel Kitson's Analog.Ue more if I was the kind of person who loves The Moth or This American Life -- in other words, storytelling. As it is, I stayed outside of Kitson's show, looking in. My review's here.

And Away We Go

Terrence McNally's latest play — written for the Pearl company — hopscotches from one theatrical milestone to another. Click here for my review.

Regular Singing

I went up and down with Richard Nelson's Apple family tetralogy, and mostly liked Ep. 3, Sorry. But  I found No. 4, Regular Singing, mostly dull with an annoying icing of self-involved dourness. Click here for my review.

No Man's Land + Waiting for Godot

I know the hip factor is lesser by a factor of a thousand, but I liked the Bill Irwin/Nathan Lane Godot more than the current Ian McKellen/Patrick Stewart one. While everybody says Godot is the better of the two shows the latter are doing in rep, I preferred No Man's Land. My twofer review's here.

One Night…

Charles Fuller (A Soldier's Play) returns with another tale of dysfunction in the armed forces. This one's a lot less effective though. My review's here.

The Commons of Pensacola

I'm flabbergasted by MTC's decision to put up Amanda Peet's feeble debut as a playwright. Not just that, but Lynne Meadow herself directed -- talk about an endorsement -- and Sarah Jessica Parker and Blythe Danner signed on. Mystifying. Thataway for my review.

Macbeth

Ethan Hawke tackles Macbeth, and it's a big disappointment. Too bad -- unlike many, I was rooting for him. Click here for my review.

Small Engine Repair

John Pollono's fast and tawdry thriller ends with a hilariously satisfying scene straight out of a Tarantino movie. Another B-movie thing Pollono got right is speed: The show clocks in at 75 minutes. Click here for my review.