"Godspell" rocked the Peabody Friday night with all the explosive subtlety of a fireworks display. The 2013 incarnation of the 1970's rock sensation burst onto the stage, a suname of sound and color and beautifully pure rock.
The Repertory Theatre of St Louis opens its forty-seventh season with a BANG! Director/Choreographer Marcia Milgrom Dodge has brought us a lovely gift in the form of a new production of the venerable "Cabaret".
Inside the phantasmagorical, unbelievable, kid’s paradise called the City Museum there is a little glass big top filled with flying children, tight rope walkers, jugglers, dancers, aerialists, contortionists, acrobats and clowns.
A crisp autumn evening, a gourmet meal served under the brand new big top, feats of breathtaking prowess executed by some of the most talented performers ever assembled; ladies and gentlemen, I give you dinner theater Circus Flora style.
Only two people in the cast, the same set and costumes throughout, no show stoppers, no dancing and pretty much all of the dialogue epistolary; could this musical be any more unique?
I've admitted often that, with few exceptions, I'm not a lover of experimental theater; however David Lindsay-Abaire's "Wonder of the World" has fallen solidly into the "exceptional" category.
Shakespeare, that canny old Bard. I wonder what he would think if he could see this modern version of his work? Like me he'd probably love it, with a few exceptions.
One of the most dangerous and terrifying stages in life is that miasma of insanity called puberty. Lillian Hellman's "The Children's Hour" explores that nightmare landscape within the framework of a remote girl's school crammed with raging teen hormones and vicious half truths.
Let me confess from the outset that To Kill a Mockingbird is one of my personal favorites. I doubt anything could spoil my enjoyment watching the story unfold yet again, this time live and onstage. And enjoy it I did, with a few exceptions.
The minute C.K. Edwards, Richard Riaz Yoder and Boris York as the New Rhythm Boys stepped or I should say glided onto the stage, my musical loving side knew it was in good hands.