Tag Archives: Empire Stage
Local playwright Michael Aman, whose died of cancer in May and whose Poz won the Best New Work Carbonell for the 2015, will have yet one more world premiere this month with the bow of Off Balance.
As a handful of local venues gingerly tried to reopen in recent weeks and others prepare detailed plans for the future, a regimen of detailed protocols ranging from parking to popcorn to Playbills is emerging in documents that define what performing arts events in South Florida may look like for customers, artists, staff and vendors when theaters can reopen fully.
Given the multiple challenges inherent in mounting a stage version of the iconic film The Graduate, the Empire Stage production does reasonably well because of the commitment of everyone involved, but it does not qualify any better than an average night of theater.
The Lost Virginity Tour, produced by Pigs Do Fly Productions, tells of four senior women who take a roadtrip across the country to revisit the sites where they…. well, read the title.
For theater folks and movie buffs, the title is a giveaway, Clemenza & Tessio Are Dead. Those with a knowledge of theater will think of Stoppard’s Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead, also Shakespeare’s duo in Hamlet, and movie fans may remember the secondary characters, Tessio and Clemenza, from 1972’s The Godfather film
Confessions of a Nightingale spends time listening to Tennessee Williams escorts visitors through a rambling tour of his life. Actor Christopher Dreeson and director Jeffrey Bruce have worked very hard shaping this fascinating material, which is inherently rewarding, but two problems dog the production.
The Pigs Do Fly company, dedicated to work by and for people over 50 years old, examines women’s issues during a day on the golf course in the full-length play The Ladies Foursome.
An Hour Without TV — in which an abused wife convinces her husband to give her one hour without ESPN so she can tell him she leaving – is easily the most mistitled drama in many years. It crams together every clichéd line and stock situation from shallow television soap operas about deteriorating marriages.
Aunt Jack, S.P. Monahan’s world premiere play at Empire Stage, rejects pigeonholing sexuality with a single label or category. Sexual identity is what you choose it to be and Monahan champions paradigms that cannot be categorized by initials.
A different season advance: Quietly, oh so quietly, the 2016-2017 theater season in South Florida is shaping up to be as notable for tidal growth, contraction, ebb and flow as it is for the actual productions scheduled.