Mom’s the Word: Talkin’ Turkey is not a turkey

I cried. I was bored. I laughed. Mom’s the Word: Talkin’ Turkey, the latest in the Mom’s the Word series, is inconsistent but, when it lands, you feel it. The Mom’s the Word shows date way back to 1993, when a group of theatre professionals, who were all raising young...

Yaga: Tell me a (better) story

Despite the sometimes superlative strengths of this production, the evening doesn’t satisfy — at least it didn’t satisfy me. That’s because, although there’s a lot of plot in Kat Sandler’s twisty script, there isn’t  an engaging story. Right off the top, we meet Yaga...

The Café: Make your reservations now

I love it when a show makes me work and The Café had me hoppin’. The evening also offers a tasty tasting menu of emerging and established local talent. In The Café, which was conceived by Fay Nass, seven short plays are performed at tables scattered around Kafka’s,...

Bad Parent: Yeah, kinda

I’m going to suspend judgment on this one. Okay, no, I’m not, I have opinions. But I will acknowledge the context of my response. First opinion: an hour is long time to watch a couple bickering, especially if you don’t like them very much. In Ins Choi’s new play Bad...

Redbone Coonhound: diminishing returns

This is unusual: a relatively positive review has come back to haunt me — well, to tap me on the shoulder. When the Arts Club mounted Redbone Coonhound as part of its audio play series, I kind of liked it. Back in February, I said about the play, “It isn’t always...