Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, July, 2008 I have come to really look forward to the annual mono-dramas produced in cooperation with Shakespeare & Company at Ventfort Hall each summer. The four I have seen – Morgan O-Yuki: Geisha of the Gilded Age, Dancing with the Czar and Fanny Kemble’s Lenox Address – each introduced me to a woman…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, July 2008 As the son of Mary Rodgers Guettel (Once Upon a Mattress) and the grandson of Richard Rodger, famous for his solo creations as well as his musical theatre collaborations with Lorenz Hart and Oscar Hammerstein II, it would have been extraordinary if Adam…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, July, 2008 “I am a woman, I am an American, I am a mother, I sometimes write for television, and I sometimes write movies; I play the piano, I knit, I rail at the universe; I am angry, I am sad; I am a comic…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, July, 2008 I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, you are either a Chekhov person, or you are not. There is no shame if you are not, although I feel very sorry for people who don’t get the enjoyment I do out of…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, July, 2008 “He’s dying, but he’s not dead yet,” Malcolm King observes about his father William, who is suffering from Multiple Sclerosis. Malcolm has just completed a degree in environmental science and economics from UConn and has been accepted to graduate school and met a…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, July 2008 “I can’t find anything hopeless in having lived…in a hundred years I think I shall like having young people speculate on whether my eyes were brown or blue – of course, they are neither.”– Zelda Sayre Fitzgerald in a letter to Scott, 1919…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, July 2008 “Words fail Chekhov’s characters…lacking a Caliban or an Ariel to perform the actions they need, they are left only with resultant chaos because of what they avoid with words.”– Annie DiMario, Bakerloo Dramaturg Last summer while we were on vacation one of my…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, July 2008 After forty years of reading and seeing Shakespeare, I had finally decided that “The Tempest” was my favorite of his plays. This decision was cemented in May when I was privileged to see a truly wonderful Tempest –a student production at Williams College (yes, it…
