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Life is all about attitude and how you perceive what you encounter, whether it be a stack of garbage or a deadly disease, in Be Here Now, Deborah Zoe Laufer’s life-affirming, funny and touching new play.
Theatre Lab, has mounted a production of the engrossing, taut, yet layered piece for which it can be proud.
Trump may have paraded his demeaning objectification of women by using the word pussy, but it’s a word celebrated over and over in Thinking Cap Theatre’s production of Collective Rage, A Play in Five Betties.
Playwright Jen Silverman and her disparate characters all named Betty use the term to reinforce the liberating quality of having pride in female sexuality.
Critics and award judges have been talking about it for weeks: The sheer amount of high quality work has made evaluating the last 12 months unusually challenging, but also an opportunity to remember one of the most rewarding calendar years in recent memory. So here’s a supremely subjective stab by all three critics here at Florida Theater On Stage at recognizing the shows and performances that stood out from a pack of productions.
Like the requisite ballet’s presentation of The Nutcracker, theater troupes have been turning over their Decembers as of late to holiday-themed plays: David Sedaris’s Santaland Diaries comes to mind. Unlike the wholesome Nutcracker many modern Christmas offerings are aimed at an adult crowd, taking the Ho, Ho, Ho of the holiday to a more mature level.
Tension is at the heart and soul of Thinking Cap Theatre’s Mud, a three-hander by Maria Irene Fornes, now at The Vanguard in Fort Lauderdale.
Director Nicole Stodard puts her stamp on the dramatic 17-scene play, most noticeably bringing a brightness to a dingy world through creative staging, an impeccably interesting soundtrack, and finding three actors who are willing to go out on a limb with her.
A Public Reading of an Unproduced Screenplay about the Death of Walt Disney is not easy theater, by any means, but not one that Thinking Cap would ever shy away from. Their tagline is “theatre exploding with thought” and if any play fits the mission, this one does
The opening scene of Will Eno’s The Realistic Jones, as staged by Thinking Cap Theatre, is one of the funniest things I’ve seen in years.
Immersive technology goes a long way in elevating Topher Payne’s Angry Fags at Island City Stage, but the play still suffers from elephantine pacing and a sense of crippling logorrhea. Yet there is a modicum of brilliance awaiting patient audiences.
Even though chains hang from the rafters before Trust opens and the buzz will fixate on the S&M, sex is only the milieu for Zoetic Stage’s rollicking yet incisive study of how people’s need for dominance in a relationship is tied to their desperation to reaffirm their illusory self-worth.
Plenty of laughter greets every witticism and absurdity in Palm Beach Dramaworks’ production of Dividing The Estate, Horton Foote’s acidic depiction of greed, jealousy and family. But through the laughter, you either silently thank God you don’t know these people or you curse fate that they are way too familiar.