I exited Ohio State Murders recently speechless with admiration, and sorrow. I remain so. The play, by Adrienne Kennedy, and the lead performance, by Audra McDonald, so starkly speak for themselves that I’ve got nothing to add. Ms. Kennedy, a living master playwright acknowledged…
I returned to the Village Vanguard recently. At last. It had been quite a while—three years, at least; pre-pandemic for sure. It felt good. I was a…
Lorraine Hansberry knew. The poignant insufficiencies of well-intentioned political activism was a blindered secret of the activist 1960’s that we can…
Among the many modest pleasures I missed during the depths of this Pandemic was the simple kick of hanging with New York theatricals — at the West Bank…
In 1979 I moved into a rent-stabilized apartment on Riverside Drive — just a year after “Pops,” the fictional main character in Between Riverside and…
I’ve got to get a word in on Becky Nurse of Salem, which will close this week at Lincoln Center Theater. Reviews of this show were pretty dismissive. I…
I still believe that no movie — good, bad, or even great (especially) —needs to be made into a musical. Musicals of movies (as opposed to movie…
There are “smashes” in the theater and then there are “flops.” Audiences can usually tell one from the other. Everything in between is a mystery…
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Barry Singer (on The ARTS and Otherwise)