In ” References to Salvador Dali Make Me Hot” playwright José Rivera has imagined that logic and emotion are at war. The war reference is both literal and figurative, and it makes for a not-entirely satisfying evening.
San Diego REP director Sam Woodhouse has taken a world premiere play that could only be performed in San Diego and done his best to dress it up and make it interesting. Even if you don’t love jazz, the music will move you. Let it.
Damien, playing through May 5 at Lamb’s Players Theatre’s Coronado facility, reaches back to the company’s roots. Written by Aldyth Morris, the plot follows a number of conventions of Christian drama (and, truth be told, drama of all sorts): set up the hero as cantankerous, high-minded, and always fighting the establishment, and let the story play out in a way that insures the audience will realize that it is the hero’s faith that makes him a hero.
When it comes to adaptations of classic stories, spectators and critics try to judge the interpretation on its own terms. Sometimes, a particular version seems to rely so heavily on the original source material, that the experience feels like a pale imitation of a classic tale, instead of a fresh take. Fortunately, this is […]
What if you knew that this evening was your last on earth? What would you do? And, to complicate matters further, what if you were the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King and you had this information? That’s the premise of Katori Hall’s play, The Mountaintop, now through March 31 at San Diego REP’s Lyceum Space. Full of twists and turns, this West Coast premiere may not entirely satisfy, but it will engage.
“Time stands still” is an oxymoron, something inherently contradictory. Time, of course, is always progressing, though in the eye of the beholder time can seem to stand still under extreme conditions.
How people react to extreme conditions is a major theme of Donald Margulies’ multilayered relationship play, performing through March 17 at North Coast Repertory Theatre. But, “relationship” as a topic for drama turns out to be an oxymoron as well.