Dead People’s Things: dump ’em

This play contains one moderately interesting idea. It comes very near the end of the 95-minute runtime. It’s a long wait. In Dave Deveau’s new script, Dead People’s Things, a young woman named Phyllis has inherited a house from her estranged aunt, who was a hoarder....

New York Report

  I saw some phenomenal work while I was in New York City last week. I also some saw flawed performances and productions—but Broadway is so intense it felt like everything was on a grand scale.   Ruth Wilson’s Fool tries to steady Glenda Jackson’s King Lear....

Bed & Breakfast: Don’t spend the night

The title is a spoiler. The show is called Bed & Breakfast for Christ’s sake so, when gay couple Brett and Drew spend their first half hour onstage together dithering about whether or they’re going to open a B&B, I felt like screaming, “Haven’t you read the...

Cherry Docs: steel-toed and heavy-handed

  Guest review by David Johnston It’s a good production and, when the script occasionally gets out of its own way, it becomes great. In Cave Canem’s latest outing, neo-Nazi skinhead Mike (Kenton Klassen) has stomped a Hindu man to death; liberal...