Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, December, 2006 People who know me will tell you that I am hardly Scrooge-like in my day-to-day life. But when it comes to the barrage of annual productions based on A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens, I am inevitably the sour-faced person on the aisle muttering “Bah,…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, August, 2006 For it would seem that we write not with the fingers, but with the whole person. The nerve which controls the pen winds itself about every fiber of our being, threads the heart, pierces the liver. – Virginia Woolf Seeing Via Dolorosa made me think a…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, August, 2001 “Now give three cheers. I?ll lead the way. Hoorah, hoorah, hooray!” – W.S. Gilbert, H.M.S. Pinafore Now give three cheers and one cheer more! That?s one cheer for each of the fine actresses and the extra for?well, I can?t decide whether it should be…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, July, 2001 As a critic and student of the theatre, I applaud the Berkshire Theatre Festival for their bold choice of play. Eric Hill has really gone to town with a talented group of young performers and a stellar design team consisting of Yoshinori Tanokura…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, July, 2001 (NOTE: Dylan McDermott does not appear in this production as previously advertised, although his wife, Shiva Rose, does.) I could have cared less about the loud and hysterical group of actors assembled on the Berkshire Theatre Festival for Clifford Odets dated and bizarre tale of…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, June, 2001 Like Major General Stanley, I can “whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense, Pinafore.” It is hard to keep me from singing along lustily in my seat. I say this so that you will understand that I am predisposed to enjoy myself at…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, June, 2001 The first thing the BTF needs to do is change the title of this play. It is not appealing and does not accurately represent the experience you are going to have if you spend your $20 on a ticket. The second things they…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, August, 1999 “Perhaps my best years are gone. When there was a chance of happiness. But I wouldn’t want them back. Not with the fire in me now. No, I wouldn’t want them back.”– Samuel Beckett, “Krapp’s Last Tape” I can remember the first time…
