An Empty Plate in the Café du Grand Bouef
Imagine a world-class Parisian restaurant, complete with staff, owned by an eccentric millionaire who reserves it strictly for his own use.
An Empty Plate in the Café du Grand Bouef
Imagine a world-class Parisian restaurant, complete with staff, owned by an eccentric millionaire who reserves it strictly for his own use.
Librettist-songwriter S. Claus' tuner is billed as "a groovy '70s musical."
'Cymbeline' is not known as one of Shakespeare's best, but this production makes the script fully comprehensible and even rather palatable.
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Every player is a comedic gem, and it is a pleasure to watch this improv-based cast, empowered by seasoned chops, seem free to fire off an ad-lib now and then.
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Quantity doesn't always equal quality, and such is the case with these five one-acts, with promising premises stretched to the breaking point, repeatedly straining the audience's patience.
It's rare for a play that seemed highly pertinent and provocative in its time to feel even more galvanizing nearly two decades later.
In her determination to write a complex, poetic, political drama about neglected subject matter, Naomi Wallace takes a potentially fascinating situation, story, and characters and, sadly, drains the life out of them.