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If you are a Boomer (and be warned, maybe only if you’re a Boomer or their progeny), Slow Burn Theatre Company’s hilarious spoof Disaster! will be in contention for one of the silliest, stupidest and downright funniest nights you have had in theater in recent years.
Slow Burn Theatre Company’s production of The Bridges of Madison County is what critics save up our credibility for – so that when a work of art is this effective, this moving, this captivating, then you’ll know we are urging you to see something truly special.
One pleasure of a theater critic’s job are these year-end retrospectives that require looking back at reviews and be reminded, “Oh, yeah, that was really great. And right, there was that. And how could I forget that one?”
Lizzie: The Musical, is making its highly entertaining South Florida debut at Thinking Cap Theatre at The Vanguard. Part of that is due to the snappy lyrics. But mostly it’s because of the first-rate cast, and the sharp direction.
MNM’s production of Stephen Sondheim’s groundbreaking musical Company is intermittently lit with incandescent performances worth the price of admission by themselves, but the overall piece disappointingly lacks crispness, passion and, until the last 10 minutes, heart.
Beehive, yet another innocuous transitorily entertaining revue tracing music sung by women through the 1960s, highlights, intentionally or not, one trenchant observation. The same early Baby Boomers who started the decade enthusiastically singing along to Lesley Gore’s “It’s My Party” ended up wailing with Janis Joplin’s “Cry Baby.”
Michael McKeever, a beloved and prolific figure in local theater, set a record Monday when he won his eighth Best New Work at Monday’s Carbonell Awards for the scorching drama After, but he was unable to accept the honor personally because he was in New York City the night before the opening of his play Daniel’s Husband, which won the same prize last year.
Classic American values of friendship, tolerance, freedom and a sense of subversive independence are lovingly and joyously resurrected in Slow Burn Theatre Company’s Big River, a revival-like celebration of an America that likely never existed but speaks to what we wish we had been and represent what we once hoped we’d be.
The enduring genius of Titanic the Musical beautifully limned by Slow Burn Theatre Company is that while it arely nods at what’s to come, it relies on the audience viewing the initial paeans to progress and dreams with the knowledge that this optimistic vision will be swept away by fate, Nature or the very God being prayed to.
MNM Productions at the Kravis Center’s superb revival of the Kander and Ebb revue The World Goes Round takes us on a detailed tour of the landscape of the human heart, not just the joyful peaks or the crippling abysses, but the winding trails through murky wilderness.