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Attention to detail in each element of New City Players’ Raisin in the Sun makes it truly spectacular on every level, and that especially goes for the directing and the acting.
Much like the holiday season itself, there are things to endure and other instances that are jolly. That’s the mixed bag of City Theatre’s Winter Shorts now playing at the Carnival Studio Theater at the Adrienne Arsht Center for the Performing Arts.
No one could accuse the cast of Shorts Gone Wild 6 of being low energy. They spend the production’s interstitial moments cartwheeling, performing splits, engaging in slapdash chicken dances, telling jokes, winking through bawdy double entendres. But most of the plays are less memorable than their spirited introductions.
Over 21 years, City Theatre’s ever-expanding enterprises have developed and maintained a brand-level reputation for entertaining theater; its return to cool weather programming with the current edition of Winter Shorts is just as diverting.
Although the Actors’ Playhouse folks are working very hard to master this Everest of a play, All The Way, about Lyndon Johnson’s campaign to pass the Civil Rights Act of 1964, this time they have barely fought the work to a standstill.
The best art is a partnership between the creative mind and the viewer. That often requires the audience to expend some effort to get inside the artist’s mind or ethos or style. Witness the first full-fledged production of Allison Gregory’s Motherland at Theatre Lab, a tragedy shot full of the droll street humor.
Rage and defiance – against racism, against betrayal, against cruelty, fate and death itself – washes out into the audience with a ferocity rarely seen in Florida theater in The M Ensemble Company’s powerful production of August Wilson’s masterpiece Fences.
Sometimes the daring efforts of Outré Theatre Company work beautifully such as Back of the Throat, An Illiad and Thrill Me, sometimes not so well such as Bed and Sofa, and Othello. Often, it’s both as with the current world premiere of The Violet Hour, A Modern Medea.
If you like your theater schematic, clear-cut and requiring little cogitation, you will absolutely hate A Map of Virtue. But if you don’t mind wrestling with a production while it’s underway, if you enjoy trying to dope out what it meant on the ride home, then Thinking Cap’s production may well intrigue, perplex and unsettle you if you let it.