Existing somewhere between Kafka and Camus, with a smidgen of Beckett thrown in, Kalkwerk spends four hours telling us about an existential man who drives himself, his wife, and eventually the audience quite mad.
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Playwright Mark Saltzman clearly loves the work of Irving Berlin and Scott Joplin, and he wants to share it with the world. And, indeed, whenever music takes center stage in "The Tin Pan Alley Rag," there is enjoyment to be had.
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For the third time this season, a couple wakes up in a bed with neither knowing the partner lying beside them. The first time, the reason was amnesia; the second instance was due to inebriation, which led to soul-searching; here again it's drunkenness, this time leading to laughter.
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"The great chaos that is this continent" is how one character describes the confusing events of "The Europeans," Howard Barker's 1990 historical drama receiving its U.S. premiere as part of the Potomac Theatre Project's program at Atlantic Stage 2. "Chaos" is putting it mildly.
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Le Théâtre Du Soleil's dense but not impenetrable "Les Éphémères" investigates the impact of death on the living and the sad prospects of life unlived. In French. For six hours. Tough sell, right?
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You don't have to be Hungarian to love "Ivanov" as rendered by the Katona József Theatre. In fact, you don't have to be any particular nationality to discover the human faces and tragicomic underpinnings of this early Chekhov play.
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In the hands of director Jim Petosa, Neal Bell’s adaptation of Emile Zola’s classic novel is hopelessly mired in the frozen muck of bloodless academia.
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Comparisons between the new musical "Boogie Rican Blvd." and "In the Heights" are inevitable. Both celebrate urban Latino culture and community spirit.
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Written, directed, and performed by David Collins and Shane Dundas, "Speedmouse" is a wonderfully wacky fusion of mime, slapstick, and standup comedy.
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"If music be the food of love, play on." Director Daniel Sullivan takes the first line of "Twelfth Night" seriously by infusing his delightful production of Shakespeare's oft-produced classic with as many gorgeous notes as possible.
