When Brian Stokes Mitchell comes to the Broward Center with the Cincinnati Pops Orchestra and his deep, lush baritone on Dec. 8, he will be among numerous stage stars swinging through South Florida this winter and spring to feed their aesthetic soul.
Estelle Parsons, Angelica Page, Tim Altmeyer, about to open in Israel Horovitz’s My Old Lady at Dramaworks, talk about the life of “a working actor.”
For someone who has been singing virtually the entire Jerry Herman songbook for decades, it’s ironic that only now is Leslie Uggams getting to play the title role of Mame in the musical bowing next week at The Wick Theatre.
The devastation from a hurricane outside is only a reflection of the greater emotional destruction already crippling the protagonists in Nilo Cruz’s play Hurricane set for only five performances this week from Arca Stages in Miami.
The magic of serendipity: It’s difficult to imagine — without being boxed into it as Miami Theater Company was — how an artistic director would thematically put together a season encompassing Hedda Gabler and The Seven Year Itch.
They know. It seems beyond hubris for Slow Burn Theatre to mount a musical whose debut has become a catchphrase for famous flops, as in “Not since Carrie has there been such a theatrical disaster.” But they think the reworked piece has virtues worth saving.
Underneath all the imagination and playfulness inherent in the upcoming fantasy of Peter and the Starcatcher at the Arsht Center, a practical apprenticeship has been forged among students and professionals so synergistic benefit that sometimes the lines get blurred who are the mentors and who are the mentees.
Repost From September: Broadway Baby Issie Swickle From Davie Gets Title Role In New Annie National Tour
Issie Swickle. Remember that name. Not that you’d have trouble doing so. But remember when you first heard it, for bragging rights. Because you may be hearing it for a long time.
Some patrons might be a tad uncomfortable at Murder Ballad at Actors Playhouse. After all, a lovesick swain likely will pour his heart out while standing on a chair a few inches away from an audience member’s face. A ticket buyer may find herself within spitting distance of a sweaty couple trying to kill each other.
Actors’ Playhouse’s crew spent weeks ripping up its second floor balcony theater and reconfiguring it for its upcoming production of the noirish musical Murder Ballad, set in a dark East Village bar. See a slideshow of the work here.