Ah, bless the Brits. Were it not for their entrenched habit of regularly going to the Theater, holding a cultural spot in their lives as normal as TV and the movies, we wouldn't have things like David Hare's Amy's View, a distinctly British beast, not simply because everyone speaks with an accent, but because of the way it approaches its subject matter -- because of what it is, in other words. more ›

At some point around the beginning of hour three of Bertolt Brecht's , you're finally overwhelmed. Perhaps it was the hot black box theatre, perhaps it was the uncomfortable seats, but as the play reaches it painful conclusion, despite the occasional weaknesses of the production, we found ourselves fighting back tears. That's nothing if not the sign of a great play. more ›