Florencia en el Amazonas is a relatively unknown opera; it’s modern, it’s Spanish, it’s artsy. However, the Boston University College of Fine Arts School of Music Opera Institute and School of Theatre (wow, that’s a mouthful!) show that the production is reminiscent and in every way equal to the classics from which composer Daniel Catán […]
Characters in theatre almost always know more about themselves than audience members; the characters have lived in a fictional world before the play’s action. However, it’s a rare treat when an audience knows more about the play’s world and characters than the characters themselves. Such is Sondheim’s Merrily We Roll Along, an innovative musical (for […]
Good theatre moves you in profound and unexpected ways. However, good theatre is also good storytelling. Like children gathered around on the carpet for story hour, we flock to the theatre to be entertained with characters and stories which exceed our own little world. These stories open our minds to new circumstances, new stories, and […]
Another Awards season closes, but this year marked a special year for the Boston theatre community. For the first time ever, the Boston My Theatre Branch offered Boston-exclusive awards to a number of outstanding performers, playwrights, directors, designers, and productions. The Boston My Theatre Branch is growing at an exponential rate, thanks to the diverse […]
Chekhov wrote The Seagull over a hundred years ago for a Russian audience longing to laugh in the misery of their daily lives. This month, the Huntington Theatre Company brings this classic to their stage with a keen sensitivity to Chekhov’s purpose. While some reviewers and audience members may disagree, I found the play wonderfully […]
Death of a Salesman, by Arthur Miller, needs no introduction. It is an American classic which resonates as easily today at The Lyric Stage in Boston as it did fifty years ago during the height of the American Dream. The Lyric Stage needs no introduction: a Boston My Theatre favourite company for its outstanding show […]
A pale, uneven, crinkled backdrop topped with white crocheted nets (like a fisherman’s? Like jagged clumps of snow on a cliff’s face?) hung on the right wall, viewed from my seat on one side of the traverse stage; a bright line lit up the opposing “wall,” a sturdy wooden chair resting at its base. The […]