Years ago, when I heard that THE LITTLE MERMAID was getting a Broadway rendition, the 6-year old inside me did a little celebration dance. As a natural redhead, a Disney fan, and a singer myself, I of course identified with Ariel and couldn’t get enough of life Under the Sea.
(left to right) Elle Walker, Leslie Ann Sheppard, Amanda Raquel Martinez, and Aja Wiltshire. Photo by Joe Mazza. Review: CINDERELLA AT THE THEATRE OF POTATOES at The Hypocrites By Hilary Holbrook I don’t think many would debate me when I say that the theater faces many challenges today. In addition...
Tis the Season!…for hundreds of Christmas shows. While each brings their own unique spin on the message of Christmas, I highly recommend IT’S A WONDERFUL LIFE for its charm, beautiful storytelling, fantastic singing, and terrific ability to transport the audience to a snazzy time that still feels all too familiar.
Every play I’ve seen since November 8th has seemed like a small rebellion. I crowd into small dark rooms with strangers to see something beautiful and hope that it will steel me, change me into someone better equipped for the world outside.
“Do all the good you can, for all the people you can, in all the ways you can, as long as ever you can.” – Hillary Clinton
Dance Theatre of Harlem delivers a stunning show that is filled with great eloquence and breathtaking storytelling.
(l-r) Emily Radke, RjW Mays, Monette McLin. Photo by Jackie Jasperson In the wake of a country that is still polarized by racism, Gail Parrish’s LEAVINGS forces us to take a hard look at history through a lens cloaked in accountability, as the play explores the severe impact slavery has had on...
When pairing director Ron OJ Parson with playwright Eugene Lee, expect to levitate in an orbit that will heighten one’s senses to how we engage with the world. EAST TEXAS HOT LINKS, delivers a biting punch of realism that is still pertinent in 2016.
Boy, girl, boy girl. Plaid skirt, khaki pants, plaid skirt, khaki pants. This is the strict pattern in which we sat during Mass at my Catholic elementary school. I think the purpose of that was to stop us from giggling with our girlfriends during the homily, but now it seems like a larger metaphor.