Democratic media man DMI’s David Axelrod takes a turn as a blogger over at DMI Blog, and admits that he misses Trent Lott: “[A]t least the helmet-haired former cheerleader from Mississippi had the self-awareness to realize that majority leader was probably as far as he could go.”
I wonder: When was the last time you were shocked at the theater? I don’t mean by bad theater. (Bad theater is nothing new.) I mean honestly and truly shocked by a play whose ideas are so challenging and unsafe you’re shaken to the core.
Take Edward Albee’s The Goat, or Who Is Sylvia? , Read More
Paul Rudnick’s Rude Entertainment for the esteemed Drama Dept. at Greenwich House Theater is like an enjoyably gay version of a Friars Club Roast. Whizzing through an evening that lasts just an hour and a half, his three one-act sketches, or playlets, celebrate the incorrect, outrageous glories of old-style queens, wickedly parody modern gay couples Read More
