Tom Stoppard’s first new play in a decade gets a production that’s a little cuddlier than we’re accustomed to.
Another funny meta-musical from the team behind ‘The Drowsy Chaperone.’
Sara Holdren and Jesse David Fox compare notes.
Ngozi Anyanwu’s play shifts and reframes the way real memories do.
A play in two parts, plus barbecued chicken.
Plot Points in Our Sexual Development and India Pale Ale epitomize the ends of the spectrum.
It pushes every high-drama button and checks every shamrock-shaped box, and yet …
It’s a story circle, incorporating multiple lives in every color, and it brought me to tears, more than once.
With Glenn Close as her mommmmmm!
“It’s less a drama of ideas than it is a collection of cheap, self-satisfied notions.”
’Midnight at the Never Get’ asks whether pretty songs have any place in a hard politicized world.
Daniel Alexander Jones brings it.
In ‘On Beckett,’ the elastic performer explains just how those lines work, in word and movement.
A much slower and less joyful one.
Recollections of high-school oratory have never felt so of-the-moment.
Snooker as a vehicle for bright, fast comedy.
Setting a gun on Shakepeare’s mantel.
And it mostly succeeds on its own terms.
A showcase for Edie Falco, who makes the most of it.
Richard “Apple Family” Nelson brings his natural-language approach to Chekhov. Plus, a look at Haile Selassie’s last days in power.