Feeling compelled to write a play about war or genocide? You’ve got your work cut out for you, but God bless. Feel compelled to turn your frustration over how hard it is to write a good play about war or genocide into a play? Please stop. A lot of things are about you, but not everything.
Woolly Mammoth’s American premiere of Chilean playwright Guillermo Calderón’s Kiss is not as bad as Jackie Sibblies Drury’s We Are Proud to Present, because nothing I’ve ever seen on a stage is as myopic and offensive as Jackie Sibblies Drury’s We Are Proud to Present. But it ain’t good. I break it down in today’s Washington City Paper, available wherever finer alt-weeklies are given away gratis.
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Tagged Bertolt Brecht, Gabriela Fernandez-Coffey, Guillermo Calderón, Joe Mallon, Matt Torney, Shannon Dorsey, Staceyann Chin, Studio Theatre, Tim Getman, Washington City Paper, Woolly Mammoth Theatre Company, Yury Urnov
This took a few days longer to appear than it should’ve, for boring reasons only partly within my control. Anyway, last Friday I attended a workshop of a new monologue by Mike Daisey — an artist I’ve written a lot over the last six or seven years. I didn’t find room in the piece to mention that the monologue was directed by Isaac Butler, who has been doing some terrific writing on the theatre for Slate. The oral history of Angels and America that he and my sometimes-editor Dan Kois posted this week is marvelous piece of historical journalism. Anyway, my Washington City Paper review of the still-developing The Trump Card is (finally) here.
My review of the U.S. debut of Lucy Kirkwood’s sprawling, ambitious drama Chimerica at the Studio Theatre is in today’s Washington City Paper. Also reviewed: Women Laughing Alone with Salad, a surreal feminist comedy from Sheila Callaghan making its world premiere at Woolly Mammoth Theatre Company. For those keeping score, that’s one great play by a woman that’s not officially part of the Women’s Voices Theatre Festival, and one pretty good play that is. Read those pieces here, or pick up a dead-tree WCP, available wherever finer alt-weeklies are given away gratis — and you don’t even need to have an Amazon Prime subscription! Continue reading
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Tagged David Muse, feminism, Kimberly Gilbert, Kip Fagan, Lucy Kirkwood, play reviews, Sheila Callaghan, The Studio Theatre, The Washington CIty Paper, Women's Voices Theatre Festival, Woolly Mammoth Theatre Company
Sean Meehan, James Seol, and Tim Getman in “Zombie.” (Stan Barouh)
Brandon McCoy, James Whalen, Laura C. Harris, and Rupert Danny Gavigan in “NSFW.” (Danisha Crosby)
Two satires, each alike in indignation. My reviews of Robert O’Hara’s world premiere Zombie: The American at Woolly Mammoth Theatre Company and Lucy Kirkwood’s 2012 NSFW at Round House Theatre are in today’s Washington City Paper, available wherever finer alt-weeklies are given away gratis.
On this trio of Around Town discussions, host Robert Aubry Davis, Washington Post arts writer Jane Horwitz and I dissect Arena Stage‘s powerful King Hedley II, Woolly Mammoth‘s meandering Cherokee, and Folger Theatre‘s intriguing Mary Stuart. (My Washington City Paper reviews of are here, here, and here, respectively.) I’m sorry my hair wasn’t as concise and insightful on this day as I strive at all times for it to be. Continue reading
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Tagged Arena Stage, August Wilson, Folger Theatre, Jane Horwitz, Lisa D'Amour, Mary, Peter Oswald, Queen Elizabeth I, Robert Aubry Davis, WETA Around Town, Woolly Mammoth Theatre Company
My reviews of Arena Stage‘s unsparing new production of August Wilson‘s “century cycle” tragedy King Hedley II and Woolly Mammoth‘s premiere of Lisa D’Amour‘s shaky Cherokee are in today’s Washington City Paper, available wherever finer alt-weeklies are given away gratis.