There’s a ripe adjective to describe every flavored, favored aspect of Christine Ebersole’s versatility, and before she throws in the towel and does something besides entertain, like run for president, the critics will probably get around to using them all. For now, I can think of only one—sensational!
In her elegant, witty and intelligent new show at Café Carlyle, she serves up a thoughtful, incisive master class in how to enhance cabaret and keep it alive with fresh new insights that should be required viewing by aspiring performers everywhere. She calls it “The End of the World as We Know It.” I call it “Christine Ebersole Sings the Apocalypse.” She does it with such panache that the swinging Matt Dennis evergreen “Show Me the Way to Get Out of This World” has never been more relevant. When she shakes her saffron yellow curls and smiles her survival grin in Technicolor, she makes the end of the old world, the beginning of a new one, and everything in between seem as rare and giddy as a Disney cow.
Christine Ebersole at Café Carlyle
Spinning gold with her hair and her voice, Christine Ebersole is warming up the entire month of February at the Café Carlyle with a collection of fresh and surprising love songs that you can truly label an unalloyed delight. We all know the two-time Tony winner can act. But Read More
Unlike everything else in the world right now, the stock benefits derived from watching Christine Ebersole do not depend on market stability. Even in times of stressful economics, she’s a bargain at any price. On the heels of her Tony-winning triumph in Grey Gardens and her recent CD with Billy Read More
The new Broadway musical Grey Gardens, directed by Michael Greif, is a tale of two acts. After last season’s successful run at Playwrights Horizons, the show’s creators tried to solve the problem of the expository first act, but what they might have done is drop it entirely—it would have been a courageous stroke of mad Read More
Among the shows I’m looking forward to this fall (accompanied by a few prayers), let me begin by celebrating the innovative season of August Wilson plays at the Signature Theatre Company. Mr. Wilson’s great dramas, forged in the chains of American history, speak magnificently for themselves. But nothing speaks more positively for the future of Read More
The Transom popped into the Guggenheim on Monday night for a preview of Grey Gardens, the musical, with a book by Doug Wright–of I Am My Own Wife fame (undeserved, but don’t get us started on that again) –and music by the endearingly sexy Scott Frankel. (He can tinkle our ivories any time!)
Crashing into a cinema near you on a tidal wave of anger, controversy, accusations, marketing vulgarity and religious hysteria, Mel Gibson’s overhyped The Passion of the Christ is finally here. Financed with $30 million of Mr. Gibson’s personal money to satisfy a spiritual passion of his own, the movie makes the last 12 hours in Read More