A widow and her young daughter look for love in early-twentieth-century Korea.
The performance artist and caustic satirist, dressed as a Ukrainian-ish folk-kinda-heroine figure, sings nonsensical, reprehensible lyrics to an audience of probably horrified youngsters. Enjoy!
Could Vulture have been totally wrong in dismissing the Tony chances of 'South Pacific'?
How booksellers and agents will respond to HarperCollins's new no-advances, no-returns imprint.
Plus: Finally, someone understands what "quantum of solace" means!