There is a saying that being alone doesn’t necessarily mean you’re lonely. Well, that’s not the way the world works in George Furth (book) and Steven Sondheim’s (music and lyrics) Company.

St. Louis Shakespeare opens it's 26th season with a production of a seldom performed Shakespearean tragedy, "Coriolanus".

Belleville’s Brass Rail Players, the little theatre that fearlessly tackles big musicals, has scored a definite winner in their latest production, How To Succeed in Business Without Really Trying.

Last night, despite oppressive heat, the amazing company of Joseph’s Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat brought the audience to its feet amid shouts of “Bravo!” and “Whoooooo!” and “Yeah!”

WC Fields once cautioned performers against working with kids and dogs meaning they would easily steal the show. Director Sheri Hogan wisely ignored this advice and presents us with a charming piece, The Little Prince.

Thirty years after its huge Broadway success, Dreamgirls has made it to The Muny. One can speculate about why it took this musical longer to get to Forest Park than other late 20th century megahits like Les Miz, Miss Saigon, or Jesus Christ Superstar. But it's here now.

Theatre farce has been around since Aristophanes worked in ancient Greece, and Plautus created laugh riots in Rome.

Honestly, I didn’t expect to love this musical. I mean, it's a musical based on a cartoon for heaven's sake.

Prolific American playwright Ken Ludwig has been producing laughter on stages across the world since his farce Lend Me a Tenor hit Broadway in 1989. Since then his work has included a variety of plays, musicals, and comedies. In 2010 he debuted The Fox on the Fairway. Billed as “A tribute from Ken Ludwig to the great English farces of the 1930s and 1940s,” it nonetheless has a contemporary (cell phones, Tiger Wood’s meltdown) setting. As presented by Insight Theatre Company, golf, that game of “sticks and dimpled balls,” is the milieu here.

“Un Ballo in Maschera” (“A Masked Ball”) is classic Verdi, with star-crossed lovers, vendettas, political intrigue, a tragedy of bad timing in which nobody lives happily ever after, and even a sorceress who makes sadly accurate predictions of doom.

It's been a week since I spent four days at St. Louis's first ever fringe festival, and I've finally recovered enough to write about it.