The four most promising words in any language are “Once upon a time …. ” Unless, that is, we use just two, “One day …. ” And this much I know. One day, Martin McDonagh sat down someplace and wrote a fantastic play that’s all about telling stories, and I’ve never quite experienced anything like Read More
Concerning Alan Ayckbourn’s House and Garden , playing simultaneously at the Manhattan Theatre Club’s Stage I and next-door at Stage II: They’re certainly a first in theater history. For some peculiar reason, until now, no one has thought of writing two interweaving plays to be performed at the same time by the same cast playing Read More
On the face of it, I can think of no better recommendation for
the beautiful, mind-blowing possibilities of theater than this wonderfully
optimistic statement from an unknown British dramatist by the name of Zinnie
Harris. Her play at Manhattan Theatre Club, with the nice title Further Than the Furthest Thing , has
been clobbered by Read More
Another opening, another Hamlet !
I must say, with regrets, that I found the Royal National Theatre production of
Hamlet a very poor one, indeed. It
shall henceforth be known as “The Suitcase Hamlet .”
The motif of John Caird’s long, literal, murky production-the bewilderingly
lame idea behind his entire conception of the play-is Read More
