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Theater Review: The Power of Just Words, in Lawrence Wright’s The Human Scale
It may not be a sustained magic he creates, but it’s unassailably sincere.
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It may not be a sustained magic he creates, but it’s unassailably sincere.
"There's often a fine line between the stupidest thing you could do ... and the sexiest thing you could do."
Anyone seeking this generation’s true second coming of 'Gatsby' should clear a day for a trip to the Public Theater.
"A more voluptuous Cherry Jones than we're accustomed to."
This feel-good story with a grim social undergirding, from the writer of 'Billy Elliot,' feels far, far less personal.
You enter the house, which is also the main character; you're directed to your room; and things begin to happen — or no happen, as the case may be.
A cabinet of wonders, built atop David Lean's dour 1945 film about an impossible extramarital affair.
"Everything, Scott," he told me, draping a pal-o-mine arm around my shoulders, "is flirting."
This is a rube tragedy — a respectful and honest-feeling one, for a change.
The show, in spirit, might’ve been subtitled "The 500-Year-Old Virgin."