Lucas Hnath’s “imaginary sequel,” with Chris Cooper and Condola Rashad.
Bandstand has the courage of its convictions.
We still do not know anyone but ourselves — and ourselves not too well, either.
The grand duchess takes another hit.
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory earns itself the Augustus Gloop trip down the pipe.
A playwright known for looking at those around her instead looks within.
It’s so nice.
Cynthia Nixon and Laura Linney trade off the lead roles.
The play’s strengths and weaknesses are enhanced by the move to Broadway.
The weak lyrics, mostly.
The facts are undeniable, yet it’s hard to believe that history will agree with the conclusions.
Two killer performances, a handful of fantastic songs — yet something’s missing.
Gently Down the Stream, not so much.
A show with paradoxes.
The pleasures, and limits, of Basil Fawlty farce.
Bobby Cannavale manages to carry off near-impossible dialogue.
With Latin History for Morons, which is not for morons.
Plus Annie Baker’s latest and Patti LuPone versus Christine Ebersole.
As it transfers to Broadway, the play brings its strong ideas and weak characterizations intact.
The helicopter escape awaits.