Devoted readers of this column will need no reminder that the last thing I am is an Anglophile. In the way that we all have complicated relationships with places and people we’ve left, I’ve been hating the British for years.
Born in England, I came to New York to escape mother. And being a fine, Read More
Concerning the controversy over whether David Leveaux’s revival of Fiddler on the Roof at the Minskoff Theatre is Jewish enough, may I ask everyone to remain calm while we remind ourselves of the most important thing:
Tradition, tradition …. Tradition!
Tradition, tradition …. Tradition!
Who day and night
Must scramble for Read More
It depends how you see these things, but for me, Nine -the revival of the Italianate musical starring Antonio Banderas-is a big laugh. It was kitsch with bad Italian accents in 1982, and it’s kitsch with bad Italian accents in-what year is it?
Mi stai acoltando ? Are you with me? Antonio Banderas, he very, Read More
A performance of unarguable greatness is taking place under our noses. Let me not hesitate. Zoë Wanamaker’s Electra is a miraculous achievement–one of the finest performances I’ve ever seen.
Should you, by chance, disagree, one or the other of us will have to shoot ourselves. You! But it will not come to that. Ms. Wanamaker, Read More
