REVIEW: “Yours, Anne” at the New York State Theatre Institute
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, March 2009 The nicest part [of being in hiding] is being able to write down all my thoughts and feelings,…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, March 2009 The nicest part [of being in hiding] is being able to write down all my thoughts and feelings,…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, February 2009 Surplus children (the words make me shudder). They have always been a fact of life. In the animal…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, November 2008 The best laid schemes o’ mice an’ menGang aft agley,An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,For promis’d…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, October 2008 It is late afternoon on a swelteringly hot summer day in 1957. Twelve jurors – four women and…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, May 2008 Throughout my childhood, my family made the two hour drive between our homes in New York City and…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, April 2008 Believe it or not, when I was a very little girl, I wanted to be a princess. Upon…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, December 2007 “Is this what Christmas has degenerated into, Doctor? It’s pure commercialism. Is there no true Christmas spirit left…
Reviewed by Gail M. Burns, October 2007 Alas, poor Mortimer Brewster (Jason Marr). A recalcitrant theatre critic for a major New York newspaper, on the…