by Gail M. Burns, February 2008 When Julianne Boyd announced in December that Barrington Stage would be presenting Trumbo in February, I had a “wait, wait, don’t tell me” moment. “What’s a Trumbo?” my date for the evening whispered. Dalton Trumbo. I knew that name, but why? “He was a writer…I think.”…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, February 2008 A one-woman musical about the “joys” of pregnancy written by two men?? This I had to see. And I’m rather glad I did. For two people who have never been and will never be pregnant Carl Ritchie (book and lyrics) and Stephen Woodjetts…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, February 2008 Come, thick night,And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hellThat my keen knife see not the wound it makesNor heaven peep through the blanket of the darkTo cry, ‘Hold, hold!’– Lady Macbeth, Act I, scene v That blanket of dark enveloped Elizabeth…
