I Lost My Husband: I lost a couple of hours

I Lost My Husband is boring. Why waste time, talent, and money on it? In the story, Evelyn loses her spouse Peter in a bet with a bartender named Melissa. Peter, whom we never meet, obligingly moves right in with the younger woman. There are a couple of...

Not my Christmas Carol

Nobody likes to rain on a parade—especially not a Christmas parade—but the Gateway Theatre’s production of A Christmas Carol is so vacant that I have no choice. As Trump’s Republicans ruthlessly exploit the poor to increase their personal wealth, the relevance of...

The Pipeline Project delivers the (complicated) goods

Probably the best thing about The Pipeline Project is that it’s a sincere invitation to dialogue. In this age of social media, so many are so eager to establish their political bona fides—and superiority—that it’s often impossible to have a vulnerable, complicated...

The Music Man: buoyant songs, antique perspective

It’s charming. It’s tightly produced. And it’s antique. Weirdly, The Music Man endorses lying. In Meredith Willson and Frank Lacey’s story for this musical, a con man who calls himself Professor Harold Hill arrives in River City, Iowa with plans to sell the townsfolk...