<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342</id><updated>2012-02-07T07:21:19.253-08:00</updated><category term='Reviews'/><category term='Lincoln Center'/><category term='TV'/><category term='New York'/><category term='Absurdism'/><category term='Updates'/><category term='Greek drama'/><category term='Surveillance'/><category term='Sci-Fi'/><category term='Pulp novels'/><category term='Buffy'/><category term='August Wilson'/><category term='Feminism'/><category term='Regional Theater'/><category term='Metromix'/><category term='London'/><category term='Musical Theater'/><category term='one-person shows'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='Infinite Jest'/><category term='Broadway'/><category term='Weekly listings'/><category term='Whedon'/><category term='Baseball'/><category term='O&apos;Neill'/><category term='Tony Kushner'/><category term='obituaries'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Chekhov'/><category term='NY Theater'/><category term='Experimental theater'/><category term='Historical/period'/><category term='Inferno'/><category term='Off-Off-Broadway'/><category term='Personal notes'/><category term='Shakespeare'/><category term='Flix notes'/><category term='Off-Broadway'/><category term='Pulitzer Prize'/><category term='David Mamet'/><category term='Modern drama'/><category term='Titles'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Fifth Wall</title><subtitle type='html'>There's another wall beyond the one between stage and audience</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-3477992850408898058</id><published>2012-02-06T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T07:21:19.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly listings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NY Theater'/><title type='text'>Theater: New Shows (February 7-13)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Great White Whale of the week is &lt;i&gt;Death of a Salesman&lt;/i&gt;. I can't seem to get excited about it, despite its pedigree―or maybe because of it. Dream teams and supergroups can be averse to risk. I'm more excited about the resurrected Bleecker Street Theater, where a loose adaptation of &lt;i&gt;Moby Dick&lt;/i&gt; gets revived: &lt;i&gt;And God Created Great Whales&lt;/i&gt;, a modernist mixed-media opera that I was sad to miss back in 2000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rB7NL-LmiyQ/TzCIklKMAtI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3Tkq6MEYlMo/s1600/Rinde_Eckert_and_Nora_Cole_in_And_God_Created_Great_Whales_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rB7NL-LmiyQ/TzCIklKMAtI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3Tkq6MEYlMo/s320/Rinde_Eckert_and_Nora_Cole_in_And_God_Created_Great_Whales_01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rinde Eckert and Nora Cole swim the whirlpool of madness&lt;br /&gt;in &lt;i&gt;And God Created Great Whales&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(photo: Caleb Wertenbaker)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1874613030"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cultureproject.org/" target="_blank"&gt;And God Created Great Whales&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1874613031"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Bleecker Street Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Tuesday, Feb. 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This musical drama, which premiered in 2000, dives into the mind of a composer who's fighting dementia by trying to write an opera based on &lt;i&gt;Moby Dick&lt;/i&gt;. The show's creator, Rinde Eckert, has a radical style that's closer to modern opera than musical theater. Its challenging style is matched by the reward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deathofasalesmanbroadway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Death of a Salesman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Ethel Barrymore Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Monday, Feb. 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Arthur Miller's Everyman tragedy fits the Great Recession better than the Internet boom of '99, when it was last revived. This time, Mike Nichols directs a heavy cast, built around Philip Seymour Hoffman, Linda Emond, and Andrew Garfield (star of this summer's &lt;i&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/i&gt; reboot) as the unhappy Loman family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.signaturetheatre.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hurt Village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Signature Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Tuesday, Feb. 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Set during a long Memphis summer, this show offers a finely-tuned social conscience with faint echos of &lt;i&gt;A Raisin in the Sun&lt;/i&gt;. A family prepares to move from a housing project to a more hopeful life, with a focus on a veteran who unexpectedly returns from Iraq. FYI, playwright Katori Hall also wrote &lt;i&gt;The Mountaintop&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vampirecowboys.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Inexplicable Redemption of Agent G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Theater Row&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Tuesday, Feb. 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Vampire Cowboys take an irreverent approach to genre work that's common on cable TV: horror, sci-fi, action―you know, the fun stuff! Their latest comedy is an Asian spy thriller with a revenge subplot, offering plenty of over-the-top violence while lampooning race and sex. Not to be missed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nycitycenter.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Merrily We Role Along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; City Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Wednesday, Feb. 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This Sondheim musical has earned revisions and a higher reputation since bombing its 1981 Broadway premiere. Based, incidentally, on a 1930s Kaufman/Hart drama, &lt;i&gt;Merrily&lt;/i&gt; follows a Hollywood bigwig backwards through his life to his happy beginnings as a Broadway composer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://workshoptheater.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Navigator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; WorkShop Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Thursday, Feb. 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;A victim of the Great Recession finds the answers to all his problems coming from his car's navigation system. The plot sounds like whimsical fun―who hasn't wondered what that GPS voice could tell us? Hopefully, the light comedy sci-fi concept will move past simple sitcom territory to somewhere unexpected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.59e59.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Poetic License&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; 59E59&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Thursday, Feb. 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Though &lt;i&gt;Poetic License&lt;/i&gt; is billed as a campus drama on the subjects of plagiarism and the scourge of publish-or-perish, a plot summary makes it sound more like a domestic drama with college trappings. A daughter returns home to introduce her new boyfriend to her poet laureate father and to spill a few secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ratedpthemusical.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Rated P for Parenthood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Westside Upstairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Wednesday, Feb. 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This domestic comedy treats the delights and hardships of parenting, from conception to college, in 90 minutes. Something about this show smells iffy―maybe because the press release says it's contains “giant doses of heart and humor”. Maybe I'm just cynical after 6 exhausting months as a father?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.venusinfurbroadway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Venus in Fur&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Lyceum Theater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Tuesday, Feb. 7&lt;br /&gt;One of the most electrifying American plays of &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;the last decade shifts venues to continue its Broadway run. The battery that gives the play its special charge is Nina Arianda, who gives a nearly impossible role (dumb ingenue to smart cookie to dominatrix to Goddess) a soul. Go see this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Last chance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fluxtheatre.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Menders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; The Gym at Judson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2012/02/science-fiction-theater-menders.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;read my review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-3477992850408898058?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/3477992850408898058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=3477992850408898058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/3477992850408898058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/3477992850408898058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2012/02/theater-new-shows-february-7-13.html' title='Theater: New Shows (February 7-13)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rB7NL-LmiyQ/TzCIklKMAtI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3Tkq6MEYlMo/s72-c/Rinde_Eckert_and_Nora_Cole_in_And_God_Created_Great_Whales_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4822795279323213762</id><published>2012-02-05T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T13:18:04.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NY Theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Off-Off-Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sci-Fi'/><title type='text'>Science-Fiction Theater: Menders</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPYbq-13gWY/Ty7x18jnlaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/lDUh7PIpOsk/s1600/Isaiah+Tanenbaum,+Matt+Archambault,+&amp;amp;+Sol+Marina+Crespo+in+Menders+Photo+credit+Justin+Hoch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPYbq-13gWY/Ty7x18jnlaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/lDUh7PIpOsk/s200/Isaiah+Tanenbaum,+Matt+Archambault,+&amp;amp;+Sol+Marina+Crespo+in+Menders+Photo+credit+Justin+Hoch.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(credit: Justin Hoch)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fluxtheatre.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flux Theater Ensemble&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the Gym at Judson&lt;br /&gt;written by Erin Browne&lt;br /&gt;directed by Heather Cohn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a catastrophic future, a young woman patrols the wall that keeps undesireables out of her city. To pass the time, her mentor tells her and her cousin parables with a slightly subversive tone, though the heroine can't say quite how. Erin Browne's self-serious drama expresses furious frustration over the political repression of homosexuality and a fearful depiction of how totalitarian states force its citizens to betray themselves by informing on others. But her dystopia is less like &lt;i&gt;A Handmaid's Tale&lt;/i&gt; than &lt;i&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/i&gt;, substituting simple anti-authoritarianism for a more complex worldview and twisting the plot in obvious directions. Director (Heather Cohn) and dramaturg (Annie-Sage Whitehurst) should also have cut the recitations of Frost's “Mending Wall”. But these are faults of youth, forgivable with good performances (especially Matt Archambault) and a compelling design (Cory Rodriguez, who designs the set's walls slide ominously under their own power). &lt;i&gt;Menders&lt;/i&gt; has the sincere intensity of a young company with something noble to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Menders&lt;/i&gt; plays at the Gym at Judson, closing on February 11. &lt;a href="https://web.ovationtix.com/trs/cal/3012" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tickets?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4822795279323213762?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4822795279323213762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4822795279323213762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4822795279323213762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4822795279323213762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2012/02/science-fiction-theater-menders.html' title='Science-Fiction Theater: Menders'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPYbq-13gWY/Ty7x18jnlaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/lDUh7PIpOsk/s72-c/Isaiah+Tanenbaum,+Matt+Archambault,+&amp;+Sol+Marina+Crespo+in+Menders+Photo+credit+Justin+Hoch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-3060208512239837295</id><published>2012-02-01T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T16:10:39.392-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modern drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NY Theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pulitzer Prize'/><title type='text'>Broadway: Wit</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNjzsfVhq0c/TynOHnlI05I/AAAAAAAAAH8/B61hD13gmR8/s1600/864.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNjzsfVhq0c/TynOHnlI05I/AAAAAAAAAH8/B61hD13gmR8/s320/864.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;photo credit: Joan Marcus&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtc-nyc.org/" target="_blank"&gt;MTC&lt;/a&gt; at the Friedman Theater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by Margaret Edson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;directed by Lynne Meadow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 27, 2012&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia Nixon sheds the glamour of her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; fame in her latest Broadway appearance. For the sharp, gripping revival of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;, Nixon has shaved her hair clean off—scalp, eyebrows, and all—and her sole costume is a hospital gown that shows off not svelte calves capped by Manolos but spindly legs and bare feet. Nixon has spent most of the last decade-plus onstage in safe, middlebrow respectability, epitomized by her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Rabbit Hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; turn as a grieving mother, a role that was pure award bait (it won her the '05 Tony and Nicole Kidman an Oscar nomination in '10). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;, with its cancer-battle plot, would seem to be more of the same. But Nixon and director Lynne Meadow prove that Margaret Edson's drama deserves its Pulitzer; the show, in turn, pushes them to find new vigor, intelligence, and boldness in themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In treating a woman dying of cancer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Wit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;refuses to fall back on the emotional safety of melodrama. The central role lets a middle-aged actress display dry humor, rigorous intellect, and the independence of a woman who's foregone a family for her career and excelled without apology. Nixon relishes the part. Maybe it's out of respect for the subject, but she avoids probing the character's emotional wounds (her usual approach to stagework) until the play's final scenes, when the displays of feeling have been earned. Meadow also refrains from her typically maximal style of direction: instead, she presents a black stage with a few skeletally white pillars, an absence of sound effects, and a finely clipped pace. This last quality, plus the work's intellectual rigor, makes the 100-minute, intermissionless drama neither exhausting nor brooding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; confronts the fact of human suffering with strength and proves itself a substantial drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wit&lt;/i&gt; plays at the Friedman Theater, closing on March 11. &lt;a href="http://www.telecharge.com/BehindTheCurtain.aspx?prodid=8622" target="_blank"&gt;Tickets?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-3060208512239837295?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/3060208512239837295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=3060208512239837295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/3060208512239837295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/3060208512239837295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2012/02/broadway-wit.html' title='Broadway: Wit'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNjzsfVhq0c/TynOHnlI05I/AAAAAAAAAH8/B61hD13gmR8/s72-c/864.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4648300795329481323</id><published>2012-01-30T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T14:21:28.721-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly listings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NY Theater'/><title type='text'>Theater: New Shows (January 30-February 6)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;More than a dozen shows debut this week, over half of which make my to-see list. That includes my favorite play by &lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Brecht; a rarely-seen Jacobean drama; three Euro classics from the dark, early half of the last century; a camp musical revival; new plays, musicals &amp;amp; anthologies by modern writers… and my Pick of the Week, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Ugly One&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, a German import, because I'm always fascinated to see what's big on Europe's stages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.signaturetheatre.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blood Knot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Signature Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Tuesday, Jan. 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Check out the inaugural show at a new Off-Broadway space: the Pershing Square Signature Center (nowhere near Pershing Square itself, confusingly). Signature mounts a seminal work of African theater, the 1961 biracial drama of South African Athol Fugard, starring Wooster Groupie Scott Shepherd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcctheater.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Carrie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; MCC at the Lucille Lortel Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;first night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Tuesday, Jan. 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A cult classic of musical theater, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Carrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; became the epitome of Broadway flops after &lt;a href="http://theater.nytimes.com/mem/theater/treview.html?_r=3&amp;amp;res=940DE7DA133FF930A25756C0A96E948260&amp;amp;oref=slogin" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;an eviscerating review from Frank Rich&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Yes, you read that right: a musical, adapted from the Stephen King novel and subsequent movie about a misfit teen whose latent telekinesis comes out after one humiliation too many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marvellrep.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor Bernhardi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Marvell Rep at the TBG Complex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;first night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Tuesday, Jan. 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A young woman has septic poisoning after an illegal abortion; a Jewish surgeon gets pilloried first for her treatment and then for her death. This century-old Viennese work provoked protests and bans for obvious reasons. These Ibsenite dramas can be dusty, but feel so modern if they're done right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.classicstage.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Galileo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Classic Stage Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;first night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Wednesday, Feb. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;One of my favorite plays! Bertolt Brecht takes apart the legend of the scientist's confrontation with the Catholic Church, taking stock of the historical forces involved but also the human motives behind both heroism and capitulation. F. Murray Abraham, in the lead, will likely bring out Galileo's gusto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sohorep.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Ugly One&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Soho Rep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;first night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Wednesday, Feb. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The best company Off-Broadway, year in/year out, introduces New York to one of Germany's hottest playwrights, Marius von Mayenburg. This provocateur satirizes image and identity in his pocket-drama, which has an engineer learn that his promising career has stalled because he's incredibly bad-looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arsnovanyc.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Urban Dictionary Plays&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Ars Nova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;first night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Wednesday, Feb. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Every year, Ars Nova puts together an anthology of punchy shorts on a quirky pop-culture subject by next-big-thing playwrights, some of whom will surely be lost to TV by the calendar's end. This season, the youngsters' inspiration is the Urban Dictionary, that crowd-sourced reference tool/time-suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.playwrightshorizons.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Assistance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Playwrights Horizons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;first night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Friday, Feb. 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Leslye Headland surprised everyone (except literary managers, maybe) by debuting a gleefully dark comedy in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Bachelorette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; a few summers ago. Let's hope her follow-up—a satire that covers an office of personal assistants to a capitalist magnate—has the same bold ability to revel in youthful misbehavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abingdontheatre.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lost on the Natchez Trace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Abingdon Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;first night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Friday, Feb. 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This two-actor play hits upon a scene fraught with potential: in swampland Mississippi, an injured auctioneer is found on an old Indian trail by a runaway slave. The tricky goal of this type of historical drama is to be neither too melodramatic nor too discursive, and to avoid soothing resolutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.59e59.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lovesick, or Things That Don't Happen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; 59E59&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;first night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Friday, Feb. 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Aiming to be your Valentine's date, 59E59 programs this collection of love stories and love songs. It looks like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Lovesick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; takes a romcom approach to romance, with pretty young people getting steamed up or steamy about sex. Hopefully, the creators will also delve into the more kinky and cynical aspects of amour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.minttheater.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rutherford and Son&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Mint Theater Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;first night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Saturday, Feb. 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;That rare treasure: a true lost classic by a female playwright (and a favorite of Emma Goldman!). The broad strokes sound like an English family melodrama—a northern industrialist disagrees with his son about how to save the firm—but it's remarkably attuned to class, sex, mortal, and even regional conflicts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tfana.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Broken Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Theater for a New Audience at the Duke on 42nd Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;first night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Saturday, Feb. 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;An aristo undermines his sister's romance; an ingenue cuckolds her angry old husband. This may be Sparta, but it looks a lot more like the decadent Jacobean theater. Post-Shakespeare playwright John Ford wrote &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Tis Pity She's a Whore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;; his rarely-produced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; sounds a bit less bloody but just as cynical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tokioconfidential.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tokio Confidential&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Atlantic Stage 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;first night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Sunday, Feb. 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The heroine's name is Isabel Archer, the period is the Gilded Age, but if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Tokio Confidential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; adapts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Portrait of a Lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;, it's hard to see the resemblance from a summary. In this modernist musical, American abroad Archer visits Japan, where she falls into the floating world of Tokyo's pleasure quarter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://13p.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Map of Virtue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Fourth Street Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;first night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Monday, Feb. 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Not the only work of horror to debut this week (see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Carrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;), but this play sounds authentically creepy and not campy. It's that old standby: a group of friends stranded in the woods at midnight, unable to agree on what they saw. Compellingly, it's billed as a “symmetrical story”—what could that mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marvellrep.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Threepenny Opera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Marvell Rep at the TBG Complex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;first night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Monday, Feb. 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Two Brecht revivals in one week!? Mac the Knife's opinion must seem pointed and current to Marvell Rep: “Which crime is worse, robbing a bank or founding one?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Threepenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; epitomizes the master playwright for most people, with its Weimar aesthetics, socialist politics, and alienated theatrical style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last chance!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Canterbury Tales Remixed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Soho Playhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Close Up Space&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; City Center Stage I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Fall to Earth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; 59E59&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gob's Squad's Kitchen (You've Never Had It So Good)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; The Public Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Instinct&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Theater Row&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LEO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Theater Row&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mission Drift&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; The Connelly Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Outside People&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://bam.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Bridge Project at BAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;directed by Sam Mendes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 20, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;From his openingmonologue, when he thwacks the brace on his leg as if disgusted athis own frailty, Kevin Spacey plays Shakespeare's twisted duke as aman crippled by self-loathing. He snarls defensively at his mother,who holds a Freudian power over him by neither loving him nordisowning him. He stumbles at his own coronation then smacks the handthat lends assistance. And in the character's final, nightmaresoliloquy, when he claims, “Richard loves Richard”, he weeps athis lack of conviction. In Spacey's rich psychologicalinterpretation, Richard's malignance, as well as his superhumanenergy, is a displacement of self-hatred upon the world. He's quickto get offended—you've rarely seen such a sensitive Richard. It'sas if, despite all those soliloquies, Richard can't let himselfreflect or he'll realize he's both the source and ultimate object ofhis fury. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bam.org/ViewDocument.aspx?did=8213" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://bam.org/ViewDocument.aspx?did=8213" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kevin Spacey kills as Richard III&lt;br /&gt;photo credit: Joan Marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Maybeto set off the ferocity of Spacey's performance, the rest of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;RichardIII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;is restrained and balanced. Sam Mendes takes his direction from theplay's first word: “Now”, populating the English court withmodern politicians who preen for photo ops in double-vented suits.The Republican presidential campaign will see its reflection in thevicious in-fighting of the House of York. Richard's ally Buckingham(Chuk Iwuji, smooth) is recast as a campaign manager, buildingsupport by smearing rivals and staging rallies filled withsanctimony. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Butlike most of Mendes' stagework, the show's execution lacksphysicality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It doesn't help that the stagedesign, like so many in modern theater, could serve for any ofShakespeare's dramas. A dozen actors enter from as many doors;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;thumped drums designate martial moments and synthesizers eerie ones.Fortunately, Mendes' cool approach and conventional design makeSpacey's fierce performance look even stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spacey'ssingular take on Richard Crookback reminds me of one pleasure ofShakespeare: each play's unending yield of new themes and approaches.Till this production, I never saw how Shakespeare uses the Christianconcept of doomsday in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Richard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;.The Endtime is on everyone's mind, from the murderers who worry aboutJudgment Day to Richard himself, who swears by “the time to come”(IE the afterlife). The accumulation of apocalyptic referencescontribute to the play's tone and filter deep into the structure. Itturns the climactic battle into Armageddon, recasting Richard asSatan and Richmond (AKA Henry Tudor) as Christ. Richmond uses therhetoric of holy war, he wages battle on behalf of peace, and heushers into the kingdom an era of harmony. Just as Armageddon wouldbe the end of history, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;RichardIII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;ends Shakespeare's first tetrology of history plays. So itseschatological structure is probably deliberate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-----&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakespearewrote &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Richard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;early in his career, which seems obvious when you notice how clumsyand self-conscious he can be about applying poetic devices. The openingspeech breaks easily into stanzas, each beginning with “Now” andthen with “I, who…”; Richard and Lady Anne fall into astichomythic pattern, underscoring the success of his seduction;Margaret's curse grows more and more formal, to suggest a ritual'sornate power; and all these examples come from act one! EvenRichard's great post-nightmare soliloquy has a mannered quality thatshows the playwright is still rough in approximating spoken thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;-----&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RichardIII&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; plays at the BAMHarvey Theater (651 Fulton Street), closing on March 4. &lt;a href="http://bam.org/view.aspx?pid=3692" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tickets?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-2249370858874991146?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/2249370858874991146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=2249370858874991146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2249370858874991146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2249370858874991146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2012/01/shakespeare-notebook-richard-iii.html' title='Shakespeare Notebook: Richard III'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-2204096593967325737</id><published>2012-01-23T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T12:22:32.354-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly listings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NY Theater'/><title type='text'>New Shows (January 24-30)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4OaiaCAsoz0/Tx3ARe-uDhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CSV0Llx9oOo/s1600/How+I+Learned....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4OaiaCAsoz0/Tx3ARe-uDhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CSV0Llx9oOo/s200/How+I+Learned....jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How I Learned to Drive&lt;/i&gt; may be touching,&lt;br /&gt;but it's what they call a 'bad touch'&lt;br /&gt;(photo: Tim Klein)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Two of the worst shows in Broadway's fall season—&lt;i&gt;On a Clear Day…&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Relatively Speaking&lt;/i&gt;—finally give up the ghost. And after a thirteen year run, so does the bachelorette and gay fave, &lt;i&gt;Naked Boys Singing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;. Meanwhile, young playwrights make a strong showing Off-B'way with the similarly titled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rx&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;CQ/CX&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;. My Pick of the Week, unexpectedly, is a musical: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Myths and Hymns&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, a piece of Holy Theater from a rising company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.atlantictheater.org/page.aspx?id=12017137" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CQ/CX&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Atlantic Theater at the Signature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Wednesday, Jan. 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A reporter at the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; gets busted for plagiarism. &lt;i&gt;CQ/CX&lt;/i&gt; is based closely on the Jayson Blair scandal. Current events can provide great material for drama, but it's also easy to flatten them into a chronicle or morality. So it's good to hear that this show addresses race as well as media culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.2st.com/index.php?option=com_plays&amp;amp;task=viewPlay&amp;amp;Itemid=0&amp;amp;id=157" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HowI Learned to Drive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Second Stage Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Tuesday, Jan. 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Despite being an unconventionally poignant drama about incest, Paula Vogel's drama seemed to get programmed by every regional theater once it won the Pulitzer in '98. &lt;i&gt;Drive&lt;/i&gt; crowned a great decade for Vogel, but will it hold up now that her offbeat, intimate style has been rendered conventional?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canalparkplayhouse.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inadmissible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Canal Street Playhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Wednesday, Jan. 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The process behind college admissions is a fat target for satire, not just because the tuition bubble continues to inflate but because the committees' operations are so opaque and probably conspiratorial. This three-actor comedy promises that an element of tragedy will add dramatic substance to the comedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.prospecttheater.org/2011/12/19/coming-soon-myths-and-hymns-jan-31-feb-26/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Myths and Hymns&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Prospect Theater Company at the West End Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Saturday, Jan. 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Adam Guettel (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A Light in the Piazza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;) has been revising this revue for over a decade, since it debuted as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Saturn Returns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; at the Public in '98. Based on Greco-Roman myth and a Christian hymnal, the piece is staged by the Prospect Theater, who are building a strong rep Off-B'way with their challenging musicals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.primarystages.org/rx" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Primary Stages at 59E59&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Tuesday, Jan. 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A chemical romance, just in time for Valentine's Day. An office drone joins the clinical trial for a new anti-depressant, while her doctor has begun a regimen that targets heartbreak. Hopefully, &lt;i&gt;Rx&lt;/i&gt; digs into our culture's zeal for mood-altering pills rather than simply moralizing against it, as too many plays do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last chance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advance Man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; The Secret Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2012/01/sci-fi-theater-advance-man.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;read my review&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Canterbury Tales Remixed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Soho Playhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chimera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Here Arts Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinglish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Longacre Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dancing at Lughnasa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Irish Repertory Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Hole in His Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; New World Stages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;On a Clear Day You Can See Forever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; St. James Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;One Thousand Blinks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; 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   &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RBj8hGGaWD4/TxzThg3q-HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/W-fz1v4kAOg/s1600/Sean+Williams%252C+Jason+Howard%252C+and+Becky+Byers+in+Advance+Man+Photo+credit+Deborah+Alexander.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RBj8hGGaWD4/TxzThg3q-HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/W-fz1v4kAOg/s200/Sean+Williams%252C+Jason+Howard%252C+and+Becky+Byers+in+Advance+Man+Photo+credit+Deborah+Alexander.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here come the Martian Martians!&lt;br /&gt;credit: Deborah Alexander&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.secrettheatre.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advance Man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;The Secret Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;written by Mac Rogers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;directed by Jordana Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;January 13, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;When you trek out to Long Island City for a play about the first manned mission to Mars, you don't expect to see a beige living-room onstage. Instead of interplanetary action, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Advance Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; lifts its plot from a 1950s B-movie about pod people infiltrating suburbia. A housewife suspects her husband, the all-American captain of that Mars-shot, of an extramarital affair. But the truth is scarier: he and his crew have invited an insectoid race to save civilization from itself. Are they helping to found a planetary utopia or delivering humanity into slavery? Will all individuality be lost to a hive mind—and is that a bad thing? Part of the appeal of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Advance Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;'s ambiguities is the knowledge that it's just the first play of The Honeycomb Trilogy; the plot will thicken with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Blast Radius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; in April, and all questions will (hopefully) be answered by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sovereign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; in June.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;As the first act of a longer drama, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Advance Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; suffers from the necessity of delivering backstory. The solution should be to establish a strong tone. And Mac Rogers' script tries to balance domestic melodrama—a troubled marriage, a hellion daughter—with sci-fi thriller. But director Jordana Williams doesn't exploit the seepage of weirdness into a suburban living room. And like even the most classic of '50s B-movie SF, the quality of performance is uneven. Fortunately, the pivotal roles go to the most consistently strong actors: Sean Williams (that gee-whiz captain), Becky Byers (his rebellious daughter), Abraham Makany (a surly astronaut). And Jason Howard steals the show as the victim of a mysterious accident on Mars. As his character's secrets come out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Advance Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; picks up the pace. With the Martian invasion underway, part two is more likely to be fun theater, for sci-fi fans at least. Hopefully, it'll leave the living room behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Advance Man&lt;/i&gt; plays at the Secret Theater (44-02 23rd Street), closing on January 29. &lt;a href="https://web.ovationtix.com/trs/cal/1681" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tickets?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-25870473341654492?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/25870473341654492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=25870473341654492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/25870473341654492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/25870473341654492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2012/01/sci-fi-theater-advance-man.html' title='Sci-Fi Theater: Advance Man'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RBj8hGGaWD4/TxzThg3q-HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/W-fz1v4kAOg/s72-c/Sean+Williams%252C+Jason+Howard%252C+and+Becky+Byers+in+Advance+Man+Photo+credit+Deborah+Alexander.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-2577457439377652901</id><published>2012-01-18T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T20:44:01.843-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Off-Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sci-Fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experimental theater'/><title type='text'>Sci-Fi Theater: World of Wires</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SdLqeO0HiI4/Txeertgv9wI/AAAAAAAAAHk/U37GGcIezlQ/s1600/World+of+Wires.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SdLqeO0HiI4/Txeertgv9wI/AAAAAAAAAHk/U37GGcIezlQ/s200/World+of+Wires.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They're not real, they're actors&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;World of Wires&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thekitchen.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Kitchen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adapted &amp;amp; directed by Jay Scheib&lt;br /&gt;January 12, 2012&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More sci-fi theater! But unlike &lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2012/01/sci-fi-theater-samuel-alasdair.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;last week's accessible apocalypse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;i&gt;World of Wires&lt;/i&gt; is theatrically challenging and philosophically abstruse. Jay Scheib, the It Boy of experimental theater, has adapted and directed a 1970s German TV film by Fassbinder, which itself was based on a '60s SF paperback. Every version of the work worries over the conceit that, if a computer were powerful enough and a program sophisticated enough, a simulated environment would be indistinguishable from reality itself. It follows a computer scientist who begins to suspect that his life is as artificial as any he's programmed. Scheib may be scratching his head over the existential implications, but fortunately he doesn't let his confusion show onstage. The source material keeps him grounded, because despite its futuristic trappings, the plot of this piece is patterned on film noir, with a missing person, a dead body, a mysterious blonde, and a political conspiracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;With a solid story for his foundation, Scheib is free to apply the disorienting devices of modern experimental theater. He literally digitizes his actors by shadowing them with a camera and feeding the video to flatscreens onstage. He directs the cast to deliver their dialogue flatly but otherwise to perform with breakneck activity and sensual vivacity. He skews the sense of place and perspective with a set (designed by Sara Brown) that deliberately obscures which level of simulated reality a scene plays out on. Maybe Scheib's only significant error is that he paces his show at a constant level of hyperactivity, which becomes exhausting. The source material, meanwhile, finally fails him by wrapping up a little too optimistically, given its noir echoes and the adaptation's ironic posturing. But otherwise, &lt;i&gt;World of Wires&lt;/i&gt; couches its forward-looking philosophy perfectly in an idiom of theatrical futurism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;World of Wires&lt;/i&gt; plays at the Kitchen (512 West 19th Street), closing on January 21. &lt;a href="https://www.vendini.com/ticket-software.html?e=b1984fd60c477422d66b063423caf112&amp;amp;t=tix" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tickets?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-2577457439377652901?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/2577457439377652901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=2577457439377652901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2577457439377652901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2577457439377652901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2012/01/sci-fi-theater-world-of-wires.html' title='Sci-Fi Theater: World of Wires'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SdLqeO0HiI4/Txeertgv9wI/AAAAAAAAAHk/U37GGcIezlQ/s72-c/World+of+Wires.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4655857575493322830</id><published>2012-01-16T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T17:25:14.084-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly listings'/><title type='text'>Theater: New Shows (January 17-23)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NHPO9AUxllU/TxTNHLKw96I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j6T5E31FEGQ/s1600/Gob+Squad+Kitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NHPO9AUxllU/TxTNHLKw96I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j6T5E31FEGQ/s200/Gob+Squad+Kitchen.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Gob Squad make like Anna Karina&lt;br /&gt;at the Public in &lt;i&gt;Kitchen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Despite the day off, it's a working week for the theater. I enjoyed the Gob Squad a few weeks ago in &lt;i&gt;Super Night Shot&lt;/i&gt;, so I'm curious to see more from them. But I'm more excited about the audacious five-hour epic &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;These Seven Sicknesses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. The Flea Theater stages all seven masterpieces by the great Sophocles, inventor of the three-actor drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thenewgroup.org/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Russian Transport&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Theater Row&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Tuesday, Jan. 17&lt;br /&gt;'90s comic star Janeane Garofalo makes her legit stage debut in this family drama. A family of hard-working Russian immigrants, settled in Sheepshead Bay, reckons with a charismatic uncle from the old country. It's a rare appearance by the under-represented side of the modern Brooklyn experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rattlestick.org/content/buyTicketsCurrentShow"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yosemite&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Rattlestick Theater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Wednesday, Jan. 18&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to capture the grandeur of the American West inside a theater, but this show might have the right angle. It sounds like a crime thriller as well as a family drama: three brothers head into the snowy mountain night to bury a secret. Oddly, though titled &lt;i&gt;Yosemite&lt;/i&gt;, it's set in the Sierra Nevadas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.publictheater.org/component/option,com_shows/task,view/Itemid,141/id,1046"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gob Squad's Kitchen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; The Public Theater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Thursday, Jan. 19&lt;br /&gt;The Gob Squad, a puckish troupe of German and British performance artists, revives their 2011 look at Andy Warhol. With the provocative subtitle &lt;i&gt;You've Never Had It So Good&lt;/i&gt;, this whimsical show reconstructs the raw films that the white-haired guru of pop made when his Factory was the hottest spot in New York's art scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://holeinhisheart.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Hole in His Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Atlantic Stage 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Thursday, Jan. 19&lt;br /&gt;Written by a young actor, &lt;i&gt;Hole&lt;/i&gt; tackles the drive for fame and those who get left behind as success beckons. A charged reunion leads a young couple to re-examine the choices they've made and desires that drive them. Theatergoers interested in small, independent plays might be interested in this drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fluxtheatre.org/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Menders&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; The Gym at Judson Memorial Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Thursday, Jan. 19&lt;br /&gt;The two sides of a wall―protection vs. incarceration―is the theme of this futuristic-sounding drama. Two young men are “menders”, repairing the wall that keeps their city safe. They also enjoy the strange tales of the world beyond, until one is inspired to hop the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://psychotherapytheplay.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Psycho Therapy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Cherry Lane Theater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Thursday, Jan. 19&lt;br /&gt;Lily's fiancé blows off couples therapy, so she brings an ex instead. Naturally, all three end up on the couch, in one permutation or another. Hopefully, the show's approach is more in the screwball style than squeaky clean like a modern romcom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theflea.org/show_detail.php?page_type=0&amp;amp;show_id=99"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;These Seven Sicknesses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; The Flea Theater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Thursday, Jan. 19&lt;br /&gt;All seven of Sophocles' tragedies in one long, fun night. See Oedipus gouge his eyes out, hold your breath as Antigone get buried alive, and squirm as Odysseus refuses to bandage the suppurating wound of Philoctetes. Dinner is provided for this 5+ hour event―if you've still got your appetite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://here.org/shows/detail/807/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Culturemart 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Here Arts Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;first night:&lt;/b&gt; Monday, Jan. 23&lt;br /&gt;Here annually curates this festival of multidisciplinary performance. The selection, by its very design, is impossible to pigeonhole, so check out the full list and bravely select a piece that strikes a chord with you. I'm putting time aside for &lt;i&gt;City Council Meeting&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Keep Your Electric Eye on Me&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;The Strangest&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last chance!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://folliesbroadway.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Follies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Marquis Theater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://here.org/shows/detail/803/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Miranda&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Here Arts Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://madone.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Samuel and Alasdair: A Personal History of the Robot Wars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; The New Ohio Theater&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2012/01/sci-fi-theater-samuel-alasdair.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;what I thought&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1363872960"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Mountaintop&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; Jacobs Theater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thekitchen.org/event/290/0/1/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;World of Wires&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where:&lt;/b&gt; The Kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;photo credit: David Baltzer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4655857575493322830?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4655857575493322830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4655857575493322830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4655857575493322830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4655857575493322830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2012/01/theater-new-shows-january-17-23.html' title='Theater: New Shows (January 17-23)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NHPO9AUxllU/TxTNHLKw96I/AAAAAAAAAHc/j6T5E31FEGQ/s72-c/Gob+Squad+Kitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-5443460098215576891</id><published>2012-01-12T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T11:32:51.021-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Off-Off-Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sci-Fi'/><title type='text'>Sci-Fi Theater: Samuel &amp; Alasdair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SmLOWZdlhiY/Tw8zTOyvMHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/twBQYr6A_OI/s1600/RobotWars1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SmLOWZdlhiY/Tw8zTOyvMHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/twBQYr6A_OI/s200/RobotWars1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Samuel and Alasdair: A History of the Robot Wars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://madone.wordpress.com/"&gt;The Mad Ones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;January 6, 2012&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm a sucker for science-fiction onstage, and this month, I'm seeing several plays with sci-fi elements. The first, &lt;i&gt;Samuel and Alasdair: A Personal History of the Robot Wars&lt;/i&gt;, may wear its genre in its subtitle but it rejects genre clichés almost entirely. Instead, this show is a tidy piece of naturalism. The action takes place over a 75-minute broadcast of an old-style American variety show made at a Siberian AM radio station. A corny tale of teen brothers competing for the same girl gets interrupted by call-in trivia contests, classic country tunes, and house ads, but also by unsettling power outages and strange sonic feedback. Hints about the recent past coalesce into a version of robot apocalypse. In the alternate history of &lt;i&gt;Samuel and Alasdair&lt;/i&gt;, atomic-era robots with death-ray eyes and telescoping limbs destroyed North America sometime in the 1950s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;The trope of a robot uprising is at least as old as the word “robot” itself. But the company, the Mad Ones, offers a fresh take on the modern myth, recounting the fate of humanity through the prism of a few hopeless souls. Conceived by writer/actors Marc Bovino and Joe Curnutte and director Lila Neugebauer, the show rations exposition carefully, describing just enough of the catastrophe outside the station to evoke a sense of global despair. Neugebauer stages the action with quiet minimalism, so that an unobtrusive gesture can tip an unspoken romantic triangle on its end. Her approach encourages the audience to listen carefully and watch actively―so that we notice, for instance, that the most sophisticated piece of technology onstage is a rotary phone. But despite the quiet melancholy, &lt;i&gt;Samuel and Alasdair&lt;/i&gt; is holds us rapt. This is a superb, moving drama, and incidentally, poignant science-fiction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Samuel and Alasdair: A Personal History of the Robot Wars&lt;/i&gt; plays at the New Ohio Theater (154 Christopher Street), closing on January 21. &lt;a href="http://tix.smarttix.com/Modules/Sales/SalesMainTabsPage.aspx?ControlState=1&amp;amp;DateSelected=&amp;amp;DiscountCode=&amp;amp;SalesEventId=1259&amp;amp;DC="&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tickets?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-5443460098215576891?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/5443460098215576891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=5443460098215576891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/5443460098215576891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/5443460098215576891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2012/01/sci-fi-theater-samuel-alasdair.html' title='Sci-Fi Theater: Samuel &amp; Alasdair'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SmLOWZdlhiY/Tw8zTOyvMHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/twBQYr6A_OI/s72-c/RobotWars1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-179867827186307730</id><published>2011-11-16T10:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T10:16:17.637-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><title type='text'>Buffy Blogthrough: 1.12 "Prophecy Girl"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lxru6PrFkUw/TsP9ZeNrA-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/2JPNgrTnAXQ/s1600/1.12+Prophecy+Girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lxru6PrFkUw/TsP9ZeNrA-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/2JPNgrTnAXQ/s200/1.12+Prophecy+Girl.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Parenthood has slowed both my TV watching and my writing. It's way past time to get back into both habits!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.12 “Prophecy Girl”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;broadcast:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; June 2, 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;writer:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Joss Whedon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;director:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Joss Whedon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;The season finale is early Whedon at his best―not incidentally, it's also his directing debut. He manages the climax of the romantic rectangle with particular elegance: Willow turns Xander down in one emotionally fulfilling scene, and later Xander invites his rival Angel to help him rescue Buffy. Their actions mirror Buffy's maturity in facing the Master despite a deadly prophecy. Her reaction upon hearing that fate is the episode's peak, and her subsequent resurrection feels like a reward. But to evaluate “Prophecy Girl” honestly, the battle royale of the back half feels anticlimactic. The witticisms pale (“Oh look, a bad guy!”?), the combat is hard to follow, and the tentacles that wave from the Hellmouth suggests that the budget has been exhausted. Maybe the over-earnest heroics need more time than they're given. Instead, Whedon spends that time resolving character conflicts, a gesture that sets &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt; apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-179867827186307730?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/179867827186307730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=179867827186307730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/179867827186307730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/179867827186307730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/11/parenthood-has-slowed-both-my-tv.html' title='Buffy Blogthrough: 1.12 &quot;Prophecy Girl&quot;'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lxru6PrFkUw/TsP9ZeNrA-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/2JPNgrTnAXQ/s72-c/1.12+Prophecy+Girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-2838022851862193733</id><published>2011-10-25T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T11:26:32.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><title type='text'>Buffy Blogthrough: 1.11 "Out of Mind Out of Sight"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29V1qBpvPqo/Tqb-xrD-c1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/K8GTQZofQro/s1600/1.11+Out+of+Mind+Out+of+Sight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29V1qBpvPqo/Tqb-xrD-c1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/K8GTQZofQro/s200/1.11+Out+of+Mind+Out+of+Sight.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Parenthood has slowed both my TV watching and my writing. It's way past time to get back into both habits!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.11“Out of Mind, Out of Sight”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;broadcast:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;May 19, 1997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;writer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Joss Whedon (story) and Ashley Gable &amp;amp; Thomas A. Swindon(teleplay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;director:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Reza Badiyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Non-linear television israre enough that this episode's black/white flashbacks arenoteworthy. But otherwise, where the last episode succeeded byabandoning &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;'sestablished structure, this one works mostly because it follows theblueprint so well. “Out of Mind” applies the monster-rificmetaphor of invisibility to a high school wallflower. The studentaims to avenge her condition by mutilating Cordelia for herhaughtiness and narcissism, which, coupled with the Hellmouth, hascaused her condition. Her motivations are relatable but ostracismrenders her psychotic (a classroom allusion to Shylock fits in here).But this episode excels in its characterizations. Buffy remembers herpre-Slayer popularity as May Queen and feels like a third wheel inXander and Willow's long friendship. And Cordelia, finallycenterstage, admits to her own streak of alienation but (again likeShylock) uses it to justify her cruelty. In a bonus subplot, aprophecy sets up next week's finale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-2838022851862193733?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/2838022851862193733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=2838022851862193733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2838022851862193733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2838022851862193733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/10/parenthood-has-slowed-both-my-tv.html' title='Buffy Blogthrough: 1.11 &quot;Out of Mind Out of Sight&quot;'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29V1qBpvPqo/Tqb-xrD-c1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/K8GTQZofQro/s72-c/1.11+Out+of+Mind+Out+of+Sight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-5156944316682432015</id><published>2011-08-23T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T21:29:39.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><title type='text'>Buffy Blogthrough: 1.10 "Nightmares"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KGHGZ5xIIic/TlR9Yks1AII/AAAAAAAAAHA/qn4uE4Cabs8/s1600/1.10+Nightmares.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KGHGZ5xIIic/TlR9Yks1AII/AAAAAAAAAHA/qn4uE4Cabs8/s200/1.10+Nightmares.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;	&lt;!--		@page { margin: 0.79in }		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }	--&gt;	&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Most mornings, to warm up my brain I write &amp;amp; edit 150 words on yesterday's entertainment — a TV episode, movie, news item, or whatever. Now that I've got Lady Hotspur watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;, I've decided to post these exercises so you &amp;amp; she can enjoy them too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;   	 	 	 	&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;	&lt;!--		@page { margin: 0.79in }		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }	--&gt;	&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.10 “Nightmares”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;broadcast:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; May 12, 1997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;writer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Joss Whedon (story) &amp;amp; David Greenwalt (teleplay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;director:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Bruce Seth Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Buffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; has already flirted with dream-states—think of the fake-out that opens &lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/06/buffy-blogthrough-14-teachers-pet.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Teacher's Pet”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;—but it makes a commitment in “Nightmares.” The plot is an afterthought, almost a means to an end: a comatose Little Leager accidentally conjures dreams into reality. The episode's tension, and it gets intense, is seeing what the characters truly fear. Some of their arcs are conventionally cathartic, like Xander punching a scary clown. Then there's Buffy's absentee father visiting Sunnydale to explain her role in her parents' divorce. Their conversation is staged without even a touch of surrealism; it's hard to tell whether it happened or not. The scene may be Gellar's strongest performance in all seven seasons. Plotwise, on the other hand, “Nightmares” is one of the series' slackest. It's a mirror image to the rest of Season One, abandoning the formula of well-made, socially-driven metaphors for a more formally adventurous style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-5156944316682432015?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/5156944316682432015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=5156944316682432015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/5156944316682432015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/5156944316682432015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/08/buffy-blogthrough-110-nightmares.html' title='Buffy Blogthrough: 1.10 &quot;Nightmares&quot;'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KGHGZ5xIIic/TlR9Yks1AII/AAAAAAAAAHA/qn4uE4Cabs8/s72-c/1.10+Nightmares.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-1474957152520164249</id><published>2011-08-04T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T17:32:04.634-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><title type='text'>Buffy Blogthrough: 1.9 "The Puppet Show"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;          &lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WQ8f0kfwVsw/Tjs53zrtxLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/kIKAy3DfSEI/s1600/1.9+The+Puppet+Show.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WQ8f0kfwVsw/Tjs53zrtxLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/kIKAy3DfSEI/s1600/1.9+The+Puppet+Show.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Most mornings, to warm up my brain I write &amp;amp; edit 150 words on yesterday's entertainment — a TV episode, movie, news item, or whatever. Now that I've got Lady Hotspur watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;, I've decided to post these exercises so you &amp;amp; she can enjoy them too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; page-break-before: always;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;1.9 “The Puppet Show”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;broadcast:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; May 5, 1997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;writers:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Rob Des Hotel &amp;amp; Dean Batali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;director:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Ellen S. Pressman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Buffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; already has shown a gift for final scenes, but the one in this episode—Buffy and pals performing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Oedipus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; very poorly—is especially winsome. This coda typifies the tone of “The Puppet Show”, the series' first episode to go all-out for comedy without compromising on action and thrills. “Show” even cheerfully undercuts Buffy's triumph over this week's monster by showing us the baffled reaction of the new principal (Armin Shimerman as a perfect martinet) to the typically gory scene. The light touch eases the potential silliness of the titular puppet, who's not the predictable demon-doll but a demon-hunter cursed to inhabit a ventriloquist's dummy. That twist is one of the plot's many red herrings, which get turned so deftly they cover for the lack of a social theme. Taken alone, “The Puppet Show” is forgettable fun, but the success of its execution points ahead to better episodes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-1474957152520164249?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/1474957152520164249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=1474957152520164249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1474957152520164249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1474957152520164249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/08/buffy-blogthrough-19-puppet-show.html' title='Buffy Blogthrough: 1.9 &quot;The Puppet Show&quot;'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WQ8f0kfwVsw/Tjs53zrtxLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/kIKAy3DfSEI/s72-c/1.9+The+Puppet+Show.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-6952241591377870402</id><published>2011-07-23T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T07:54:51.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><title type='text'>Buffy Blogthrough: 1.8 "I Robot, You Jane"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rQpbdaGwkO8/Tirgmjme3CI/AAAAAAAAAG4/sNOPPFB-QhM/s1600/1.8+I+Robot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rQpbdaGwkO8/Tirgmjme3CI/AAAAAAAAAG4/sNOPPFB-QhM/s200/1.8+I+Robot.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Most    mornings, to warm up my brain I write &amp;amp; edit 150 words — a TV    episode, movie, news item, or whatever.    Now that I've got Lady    Hotspur watching &lt;/i&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;i&gt;, I've decided to post these exercises so you &amp;amp; she can enjoy them too!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.8 “I Robot, You Jane”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;broadcast:&lt;/b&gt; April 21, 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;writer:&lt;/b&gt; Ashley Gable &amp;amp; Thomas Swynden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;director:&lt;/b&gt; Stephen Posey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, Willow has gone woefully underdeveloped. But rather than reveal new facets to her personality, this episode simply leverages her established mousiness and tech savvy into a story. The plot follows the template set by “Teacher's Pet”, subbing a paranoia about computer dating for the earlier episode's sexual anxiety. Of the show's social issues, this one has dated worst all around: in concept, special effects, and in its stereotypical computer geeks. But as shaky and cliché as “I Robot” is, on balance it's slightly stronger than “Pet.” The show's voice is more confident, so that Buffy and Xander have a goofy camaraderie as they snoop around a factory. And while Giles extols the value of books in a fine speech, his viewpoint is balanced by his potential love interest, “technopagan” Jenny Calendar. Oh, and this was the first episode of Buffy I ever watched!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-6952241591377870402?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/6952241591377870402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=6952241591377870402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6952241591377870402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6952241591377870402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/07/buffy-blogthrough-18-i-robot-you-jane.html' title='Buffy Blogthrough: 1.8 &quot;I Robot, You Jane&quot;'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rQpbdaGwkO8/Tirgmjme3CI/AAAAAAAAAG4/sNOPPFB-QhM/s72-c/1.8+I+Robot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-3609142643317592701</id><published>2011-07-19T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T10:44:34.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (July 19)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I review their titles. Not the shows, just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-parting-glass-greenwich-village/2730422/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE PARTING GLASS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a glass that sets apart, it's a glass drunk when people part. The key is that the reference is Irish, and so it has a poetic style that more literal English-speakers might miss. It's actually the title to a 18C folk song that you might recognize; it was interpreted by &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1se8_-fcxZs"&gt;the Clancy Brothers&lt;/a&gt;, Bob Dylan, and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9FD5xQVqmAU"&gt;the Pogues&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-silver-tassie-midtown-west/2730388/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE SILVER TASSIE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean O'Casey came up with this title and drama. I haven't read the play (yet), but I'd guess the title refers to a significant prop or metaphor. A “tassie” is a cup or bowl; it's one of those British words with a whiff of archaism. “Silver” adds value, &amp;amp; conjures the image of something like a grail. As titles go, this is a little vague without context but it's unique and therefore memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-temple-of-the-lincoln-square/2730383/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE TEMPLE OF THE GOLDEN PAVILION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't know this existential novel by Mishima―or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kinkaku-ji"&gt;the masterpiece of Kyoto architecture&lt;/a&gt; that it refers to―you might suspect it's set in Japan or at least the far East. The title has that non-European structure that doubles up on nouns (it's a temple and a pavilion) and ornaments the subclause delicately. The image is lovely, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-3609142643317592701?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/3609142643317592701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=3609142643317592701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/3609142643317592701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/3609142643317592701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/07/theater-title-bout-july-19.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (July 19)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-8836174426849038381</id><published>2011-07-15T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T16:40:22.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><title type='text'>Buffy Blogthrough: 1.7 "Angel"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oY-YjeqrKKs/TiDOns9DA2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/UdkvLshx75A/s1600/1.7+Angel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="151" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oY-YjeqrKKs/TiDOns9DA2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/UdkvLshx75A/s200/1.7+Angel.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Most   mornings, to warm up my brain I write &amp;amp; edit 150 words — a TV   episode, movie, news item, or whatever.    Now that I've got Lady   Hotspur watching &lt;/i&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;i&gt;, I've decided to post these exercises so you &amp;amp; she can enjoy them too!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.7 “Angel”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;broadcast:&lt;/b&gt; April 14, 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;writer:&lt;/b&gt; David Greenwalt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;director:&lt;/b&gt; Scott Brazil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite its ugly score and the uncharacteristic gunplay at its climax, “Angel” is the first episode to suggest the level of storytelling that &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt; would reach. That's not just because it's the first to complicate the slayer/vampire relationship, to delve into backstory, or to kill a major character. It's not the minor moments like Giles' hospital conversation with Joyce. Partly it's that the driving metaphor is more than a “teen social issue” this time around, it's one actually freighted with stakes (Angel must get over his ex before he can date someone new). Geller's portrayal of Buffy's calf-love for her Byronic stranger makes shocking the otherwise predictable revelation that he's a vampire. Then there's the episode's portentous final beat, where her kiss literally tortures him. Best of all, the episode shows characters who grow and relationships that change, which is why &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt; finds its voice with “Angel”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-8836174426849038381?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/8836174426849038381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=8836174426849038381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8836174426849038381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8836174426849038381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/07/buffy-blogthrough-17-angel.html' title='Buffy Blogthrough: 1.7 &quot;Angel&quot;'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oY-YjeqrKKs/TiDOns9DA2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/UdkvLshx75A/s72-c/1.7+Angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-296521488196220611</id><published>2011-07-08T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T11:08:22.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><title type='text'>Buffy Blogthrough: 1.6 "The Pack"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EXsPxepxx6o/ThdHPXyebtI/AAAAAAAAAGw/icYZFqp6wVc/s1600/1.6+The+Pack.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EXsPxepxx6o/ThdHPXyebtI/AAAAAAAAAGw/icYZFqp6wVc/s200/1.6+The+Pack.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Most  mornings, to warm up my brain I write &amp;amp; edit 150 words — a TV  episode, movie, news item, or whatever.    Now that I've got Lady  Hotspur watching &lt;/i&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;i&gt;, I've decided to post these exercises so you &amp;amp; she can enjoy them too!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.6 "The Pack"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;broadcast:&lt;/b&gt; April 7, 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;writers:&lt;/b&gt; Matt Klein &amp;amp; Joe Reinkemeyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;director:&lt;/b&gt; Bruce Seth Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander gets &lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/06/buffy-blogthrough-14-teachers-pet.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a second chance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to take center stage in another episode based on high school “issues”. On a zoo trip, he and a gang of bullies get zapped with an animal-possession spell. Their violently feral actions culminate in the gang devouring the principal! As juicy and hardcore as that twist is, the hyena behavior and its use as a metaphor for cliques are both a bit silly (especially the stoner giggles). It only really works when Xander is the focus. His transformation into an asshole is stronger as a real teen concern than simple cliquish bullying — and one that the show will return to. It also takes good advantage of the Buffy-Xander-Willow triangle, especially since it finally gives Willow a substantial role and emotional stakes. And the outcome — that Xander is ashamed at acting on his more caddish impulses, even inadvertently — feels as authentically true to life as anything on &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt; so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-296521488196220611?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/296521488196220611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=296521488196220611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/296521488196220611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/296521488196220611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/07/buffy-blogthrough-16-pack.html' title='Buffy Blogthrough: 1.6 &quot;The Pack&quot;'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EXsPxepxx6o/ThdHPXyebtI/AAAAAAAAAGw/icYZFqp6wVc/s72-c/1.6+The+Pack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4383233599369129070</id><published>2011-06-28T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T11:34:11.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (June 27)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/all-new-people-midtown-west/2696334/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALL NEW PEOPLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambiguity usually adds to a title, but here it detracts. Maybe it means “All-New” (as in “All-New, All-Different X-Men”)? Or does the title mean to invite only new people, and all of them at that, as if it were a barker? The more it's examined, the less sense this dull title makes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/tryst-chelsea/2696264/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRYST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An odd word, mostly because it looks archaic but it's not. It's got the very specific meaning of “romantic rendezvous," which works in this one-word title's favor by setting up a pair of lovers and a clandestine tone. As a title, “Tryst” encourages you to imagine the beginnings of a story, which is what a good title should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4383233599369129070?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4383233599369129070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4383233599369129070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4383233599369129070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4383233599369129070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/06/theater-title-bout-june-27.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (June 27)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-8078105768925299283</id><published>2011-06-24T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T16:06:30.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><title type='text'>Buffy Blogthrough: 1.5 "Never Kill a Boy on the First Date"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BvrTpyUeBIU/TgUYJbj_y7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZDFl1KH3fJs/s1600/1.5+Never+Kill+a+Boy+on+the+First+Date.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BvrTpyUeBIU/TgUYJbj_y7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZDFl1KH3fJs/s200/1.5+Never+Kill+a+Boy+on+the+First+Date.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Most mornings, to warm up my brain I write &amp;amp; edit 150 words — a TV episode, movie, news item, or whatever.    Now that I've got Lady Hotspur watching &lt;/i&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;i&gt;, I've decided to post these exercises so you &amp;amp; she can enjoy them too!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.5 “Never Kill a Boy on the First Date”&lt;br /&gt;broadcast:&lt;/b&gt; March 31, 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;writer:&lt;/b&gt; Rob Des Hotel &amp;amp; Dean Batali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;director:&lt;/b&gt; David Semel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;As a superhero, Buffy is a riff on Peter Parker, where ethical responsibilities frustrate the hero's normal adolescence. This conflict gets dramatized in the series' best episode so far. Buffy's first date with a hunky bookworm becomes a vampire hunt; though everyone survives (except the vampire, of course), she turns down a second date. The basis for her decision gives an extra twist to the Parker Archetype: the problem isn't her secret identity, it's her beau, who's a thrill-seeker and so a danger to himself and others. The episode's plot plays more as a structure to hang the character conflict on than a key development in the season's arc. The bat-like vampire king recruits an “Anointed One” who, according to prophecy, will kill the Slayer. The fake-out — this Anointed One isn't the scripture-quoting psycho vamp but a little kid — is satisfying mainly because we know the truth but Buffy doesn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-8078105768925299283?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/8078105768925299283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=8078105768925299283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8078105768925299283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8078105768925299283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/06/buffy-blogthrough-15-never-kill-boy-on.html' title='Buffy Blogthrough: 1.5 &quot;Never Kill a Boy on the First Date&quot;'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BvrTpyUeBIU/TgUYJbj_y7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZDFl1KH3fJs/s72-c/1.5+Never+Kill+a+Boy+on+the+First+Date.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4911810883851976102</id><published>2011-06-17T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T13:42:38.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><title type='text'>Buffy Blogthrough: 1.4 "Teacher's Pet"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RIfOJznqfQQ/Tfu8IVmzkgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/bP_bNmPqQHk/s1600/1.4+Teacher%2527s+Pet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="158" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RIfOJznqfQQ/Tfu8IVmzkgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/bP_bNmPqQHk/s200/1.4+Teacher%2527s+Pet.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Most mornings, to warm up my brain I write &amp;amp; edit 150 words on   yesterday's entertainment — a TV episode, movie, news item, or whatever.   Now that I've got Lady Hotspur watching &lt;/i&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;i&gt;, I've decided to post these exercises so you &amp;amp; she can enjoy them too!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.4 "Teacher's Pet"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;broadcast:&lt;/b&gt; March 24, 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;writer:&lt;/b&gt; David Greenwalt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;director:&lt;/b&gt; Bruce Seth Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the supporting characters, Xander has made the strongest impression so far. So he's the logical first choice for a focus on the supporting characters. In “Teacher's Pet,” he bumbles into a sexual encounter with a substitute teacher. But, this being Sunnydale, she's actually a human-sized praying mantis who implants her eggs in young male virgins. That's a zesty metaphor for adolescent male sexual anxiety about the mysteries of reproduction and female desire. But the execution, by Greenwalt and Green, is rough. The predictable plot does let Buffy exhibit her intelligence, first by using a vampire as a bloodhound and then by applying her science lessons to defeating the she-mantis. As nicely feminist as this turn is, it shifts the drama away from Xander and leaves his sexual anxiety unresolved.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt;'s dedication to its secondary characters is an admirable strength, but this first example is a poor demonstration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4911810883851976102?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4911810883851976102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4911810883851976102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4911810883851976102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4911810883851976102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/06/buffy-blogthrough-14-teachers-pet.html' title='Buffy Blogthrough: 1.4 &quot;Teacher&apos;s Pet&quot;'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RIfOJznqfQQ/Tfu8IVmzkgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/bP_bNmPqQHk/s72-c/1.4+Teacher%2527s+Pet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-2450236477334666372</id><published>2011-05-18T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T13:55:30.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><title type='text'>Buffy Blogthrough: 1.3 "Witch"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GPAeHYui2OQ/TdQyJlDMbpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/g76TK-koJes/s1600/1.3+Witch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GPAeHYui2OQ/TdQyJlDMbpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/g76TK-koJes/s200/1.3+Witch.jpg" width="162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Most mornings, to warm up my brain I write &amp;amp; edit 150 words on  yesterday's entertainment — a TV episode, movie, news item, or whatever.  Now that I've got Lady Hotspur watching &lt;/i&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;i&gt;, I've decided to post these exercises so you &amp;amp; she can enjoy them too!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.3 "Witch"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;broadcast:&lt;/b&gt; March 17, 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;writer:&lt;/b&gt; Dana Reston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;director:&lt;/b&gt; Stephen Cragg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of what makes early &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt; appealing is how it dilutes the teen melodrama by couching them in a comedic-heroic tone. This week's subject is parental pressure on children. Buffy auditions for the cheerleading squad despite her mother's lack of enthusiasm (Joyce was on the yearbook staff). Their conflict parallels another blonde student, who's pressured by her mother, once the pep-squad leader, to excel at an activity she's ill-suited for. This being Sunnydale High, someone uses witchcraft to eliminate the competition, a predictable plot except for one clever turn: the mom has swapped bodies with the daughter! &lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;This magic twist makes literal the theme of mothers living through their children—a dramaturgical tactic unavailable to realistic dramas.&lt;/span&gt;  Still, the plot does resolve itself conventionally (though the witch's fate caps the episode nicely). The richer drama is on the margins, in Joyce's displays of maternal clumsiness and in Xander's bumbling crush on Buffy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-2450236477334666372?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/2450236477334666372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=2450236477334666372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2450236477334666372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2450236477334666372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/05/buffy-blogthrough-13-witch.html' title='Buffy Blogthrough: 1.3 &quot;Witch&quot;'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GPAeHYui2OQ/TdQyJlDMbpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/g76TK-koJes/s72-c/1.3+Witch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-8681147950540601763</id><published>2011-05-17T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T15:23:33.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (May 17)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/h4-midtown-west/2622361/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;H4&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a Shakespeare play titled for the Age of Twitter? Or would that be &lt;i&gt;H4.1&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;H4.2&lt;/i&gt;? Then it's the final shot in a cutthroat game of Battleship? Or a more generic grid location? A pun on “age four”? Please drop other suggestions in the comments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/i-married-wyatt-earp-midtown-east/2622367/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I MARRIED WYATT EARP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this title's confessional, slightly lurid mid-20C quality, like &lt;i&gt;I Was a Teenaged Werewolf&lt;/i&gt;. Presuming it's accurate, the title also gives us a period and subject: the legendary lawman of Tombstone, AZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-illusion-midtown-west/2622366/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE ILLUSION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As generic as this definite-article/noun title is, the topic can easily send a potential audience down an whimsical avenue in search of the theme. After all, isn't all theater just an illusion? Isn't life? In fact, this is an adaptation of Cornielle's 17C drama &lt;i&gt;L'Illusion comique&lt;/i&gt;, usually translated as &lt;i&gt;The Theatrical Illusion&lt;/i&gt;. The original French title focuses on genre, not medium, and hints at the illusion's delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-ladys-not-for-tribeca/2622365/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE LADY'S NOT FOR BURNING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the great titles of 20C drama. It's such an odd statement! Just what transpires in this show that requires clarification about who shouldn't be burnt? Witchcraft, probably, but it does inspire the imagination. And the iambic syncopation makes the title so memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/one-arm-midtown-west/2622283/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ONE ARM&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This title wears its subject on its sleeve; it's a play about an amputee. That missing limb has the potential to be a smart symbol as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/shakespeares-slave-midtown-west/2622344/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHAKESPEARE'S SLAVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of poetry that Will might appreciate. Every vowel sound is long, with the “ay” echoing across the gap of the “ee”, making it three stressed syllables, and the sibilant “s” acting as glue. As for content, this title conjures a ironic character from the imagination: a slave owned by one of the most compassionate depicters of human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/wtc-view-midtown-east/2622310/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;WTC VIEW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reference to the Twin Towers helps to date this play's period, but so, cleverly, does the allusion to that lapsed style of classified ads. It's a play about an apartment search and roommate situation, with the heavy portent of the terrorist attacks implied as well. Does 9/11 figure in? Even if not, that reference has been activated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-8681147950540601763?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/8681147950540601763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=8681147950540601763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8681147950540601763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8681147950540601763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/05/theater-title-bout-may-17.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (May 17)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-6279908003706266133</id><published>2011-05-14T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T09:44:01.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><title type='text'>Buffy Blogthrough: 1.2 "The Harvest"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31fs8i6t6qQ/Tc6w3ot93qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9Fa93M7IWbs/s1600/1.2+The+Harvest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31fs8i6t6qQ/Tc6w3ot93qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9Fa93M7IWbs/s200/1.2+The+Harvest.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Most mornings, to warm up my brain I write &amp;amp; edit 150 words on yesterday's entertainment — a TV episode, movie, news item, or whatever. Now that I've got Lady Hotspur watching &lt;/i&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;i&gt;, I've decided to post these exercises so you &amp;amp; she can enjoy them too!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.2 “The Harvest”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;broadcast:&lt;/b&gt; March 10, 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;writer:&lt;/b&gt; Joss Whedon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;director:&lt;/b&gt; John D. Kretchmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This episode can't stand alone as easily as Part 1 did, mainly because it gets bogged down in exposition and resolution. An okay comedic beat at the climax (“You forgot about sunrise…”) undercuts a sense of Buffy's triumph. And the low point has her trundle through tunnels while the vampires simply lurk in longshot. The pleasures of “The Harvest” are in its supporting characters. The cast fills their roles out nicely, especially Nicholas Brendan as sidekick Xander, who delivers the episode's best lines with great timing. The Master, Buffy's arch-villain, makes a good impression: his origin is Lovecraft and his look is Nosferatu, but his style is as casual as the teens'. And the show all comes together when Buffy's mother grounds her, saying, “Everything is life-or-death when you're a 16-year-old girl”. Then Buffy pulls her slaying paraphernalia from a closet stash and sneaks out the window to save the world.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-6279908003706266133?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/6279908003706266133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=6279908003706266133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6279908003706266133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6279908003706266133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/05/buffy-blogthrough-12-harvest.html' title='Buffy Blogthrough: 1.2 &quot;The Harvest&quot;'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31fs8i6t6qQ/Tc6w3ot93qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9Fa93M7IWbs/s72-c/1.2+The+Harvest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-330781770805090531</id><published>2011-05-14T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T09:39:58.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><title type='text'>Buffy Blogthrough: 1.1 "Welcome to the Hellmouth"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_RY3ar5sKI/Tc6v9-T8aoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-CYAIo8S97c/s1600/1.1+Welcome+to+the+Hellmouth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_RY3ar5sKI/Tc6v9-T8aoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-CYAIo8S97c/s200/1.1+Welcome+to+the+Hellmouth.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Most mornings, to warm up my brain I write &amp;amp; edit 150 words on yesterday's entertainment — a TV episode, movie, news item, or whatever. Now that I've got Lady Hotspur watching &lt;/i&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;i&gt;, I've decided to post these exercises so you &amp;amp; she can enjoy them too!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.1 “Welcome to the Hellmouth”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;broadcast:&lt;/b&gt; March 10, 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;writer:&lt;/b&gt; Joss Whedon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;director:&lt;/b&gt; Charles Martin Smith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally the pilot was two hours, but it's got two directors and on DVD it's two episodes. Part 1 focuses on Buffy's character and setting, showing a springier step than Part 2. The setting—Sunnydale and its high school—have the genre hallmarks of teen life that go back to &lt;i&gt;Archie Comics&lt;/i&gt; (the name of the cool girl, Cordelia, echoes her &lt;i&gt;Archie&lt;/i&gt; analogue Veronica). But Buffy stands out in this episode with her courage and confidence. Though she does protest initially against her destiny, she then goes straight to work hunting vampires. Buffy has prior experience as a vampire hunter, but she also already finds her destiny incompatible with her typical teen lifestyle, having been expelled from high school in LA for burning down a gymnasium full of the fiends. Her personality is defined, and her conflict is encapsulated by the show's comedic title: a preppy teen fighting vampires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-330781770805090531?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/330781770805090531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=330781770805090531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/330781770805090531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/330781770805090531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/05/buffy-blogthrough-11-welcome-to.html' title='Buffy Blogthrough: 1.1 &quot;Welcome to the Hellmouth&quot;'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_RY3ar5sKI/Tc6v9-T8aoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-CYAIo8S97c/s72-c/1.1+Welcome+to+the+Hellmouth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-239412828694285068</id><published>2011-05-10T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T13:20:20.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (May 10)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W8sp3HFgGOs/Tcmd5s0M1JI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GG9wVU_W90A/s1600/Shags_Cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W8sp3HFgGOs/Tcmd5s0M1JI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GG9wVU_W90A/s200/Shags_Cover.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/article/theater-new-shows-may/2610948/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/cradle-and-all-midtown-west/2610740/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CRADLE AND ALL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote from the rhyme “Rockabye Baby”. It's an astute reference, since it alludes only obliquely to the grisly fate of that nursery baby. Hopefully, the play itself deals as darkly with the theme of new parenthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/desperate-writers-new-york/2610707/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;DESPERATE WRITERS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This title's awfully bland and only kind of functional. It conveys its subject but nothing of the tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/jump-midtown-west/2610698/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUMP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An imperative verb can be okay, as one-word titles go. But even if this one accurately describes the show's content, it's way too common a title to work well. Plenty of songs have used it (see especially Van Halen and Criss Cross), and a quick check on Wikipedia shows that it's also been used for a movie, a TV show, a TV episode, albums, a funk band―and this very show, a Korean martial arts performance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/a-little-journey-midtown-west/2610695/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A LITTLE JOURNEY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably not a jukebox musical about the '70s/'80s rock band. “Journey” is a conventional structure for a tale, which suggests this play won't be too experimental in form. That “Little” is kinda cute, but journeys are short, not little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/manipulation-west-village/2610693/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MANIPULATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abstract nouns like this make weak titles, especially when they're unambiguous. &lt;i&gt;Manipulation&lt;/i&gt; promises intrigue and subtextual motives for its characters, but it's also terribly pretentious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/narrator-1-midtown-west/2610664/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NARRATOR 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A meta title! Is the show named for its protagonist? Is the subject a duel between Narrators 1 and 2? As promising as that sounds, it also suggests that the show features the device of direct address, which I abhor as undramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-shaggs-philosophy-of-midtown-west/2610660/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE SHAGGS: PHILOSOPHY OF THE WORLD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deliberate misspelling of slang with several meanings (among them, longish hair and casual sex), the long, grandiose subclause: if this sounds like a 1960s rock band's album, that's because it is. Only rock cultists will recognize the reference though, to an execrable sister-act that Frank Zappa and later Kurt Cobain dug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/woman-before-a-glass-midtown-west/2610643/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN BEFORE A GLASS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words might be generic in other situations instead summon up an image that's enigmatic and compelling. Who is the woman? Why is she looking in a mirror? Or is she in front of a glass cup, and what's in it and why is that significant?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-239412828694285068?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/239412828694285068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=239412828694285068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/239412828694285068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/239412828694285068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/05/theater-title-bout-may-10.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (May 10)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W8sp3HFgGOs/Tcmd5s0M1JI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GG9wVU_W90A/s72-c/Shags_Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-1623741397773094167</id><published>2011-02-09T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T12:23:38.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (February 8)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Metromix NY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;  I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their  work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen  them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click  through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-body-politic-midtown-east/2445941/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE BODY POLITIC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refitting a phrase for your own ends can be clever, if your work's content adds irony. But the danger is that, on its own, your title will look dull. “Body” gives this writer space to maneuver, offering several readings (even a hint of sex!), while “Politic” slips the&amp;nbsp; work's subject in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-diary-of-a-fort-greene/2445933/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE DIARY OF A MADMAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gogol's short story, sometimes published without a definite article (Russian doesn't use them). A problem here is that diaries make for poor drama―even worse than letters, which at least imply a pair of characters! Of course, it does promise us a madman! So do you change the title, keep it for the Gogol reference, or change it to &lt;i&gt;Gogol's Madman&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/good-people-midtown-west/2445906/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;GOOD PEOPLE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the face of it, Good People is too gentle to thrill. But something about its flatness suggests a struggle, that its people fall short of being good or that their goodness isn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/in-your-image-midtown-east/2445902/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;IN YOUR IMAGE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good prepositional phrase extends beyond itself to imply an entire sentence. In this case, the use of the second-person implies even more: a pair of characters. To add more to the puzzle, &lt;i&gt;In Your Image&lt;/i&gt; inverts a Biblical allusion, “Let us make Man in our image,” says God(s) in Genesis. It's a bit compelling but also amorphous and a little pompous to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/invasion-tribeca/2445900/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;INVASION!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love that exclamation point! It gives this one-word title an extra kick, turning it into some '50s sci-fi B-movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/that-championship-season-midtown-west/2445899/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THAT CHAMPIONSHIP SEASON&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This title stinks of nostalgia. It's pretty clearly a show about a winning sports team. But unlike In Your Image above, the preposition refers to the clause (i.e. it's a demonstrative pronoun), which makes it a little solipsistic. That's where the nostalgia comes from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/thinner-than-water-west-village/2445897/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THINNER THAN WATER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, the title creates irony by reversing a standard turn-of-phrase. It also cuts the cliché's opening, which makes the reader do a little work. Presumably, the show's about the weaknesses and frustrations of the family bond. But to its credit, the imagery is strong: water, like air, can literally be thin. But by cutting the first half of the cliché &amp;amp; leading with "thinner than", the metaphor of thinness comes as a surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-1623741397773094167?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/1623741397773094167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=1623741397773094167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1623741397773094167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1623741397773094167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/02/theater-title-bout-february-8.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (February 8)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-7645809994615347316</id><published>2011-02-01T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T13:32:48.388-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (February 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Metromix NY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/a-perfect-future-west-village/2432821/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A PERFECT FUTURE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An optimistic title generally gets rendered ironic by a work's content. Hopefully, the arc of disillusion is traced by a character as well as the audience. But while this title covers the basic structural narrative, it doesn't point beyond that to content, themes, etc. It's good journeyman work but generic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/la-barberia-midtown-west/2432871/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LA BARBERIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, that's not English! Our polyglot country doesn't extend far into the theater community, which is pretty damned segregated. Here's a good start: a Latinate word that's very similar in English. So a squeamish ticketbuyer might say, “Oh, this show's about a Hispanic barbershop!” and pluck up courage to see the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/compulsion-noho/2432866/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;COMPULSION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a fifty-cent word! This writer's got weighty theories about human behavior and has written a drama to investigate them. Hollywood used &lt;i&gt;Compulsion&lt;/i&gt; for a 1950s courtroom drama based on the Leopold &amp;amp; Loeb case, to give you some idea of how heavy the word is. Wonder if this is an adaptation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-hallway-trilogy-west-village/2432861/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE HALLWAY TRILOGY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, maybe a comedian, observed that hallways aren't actually rooms, they're just the space between rooms. So maybe this title means to be existential. Regardless, a triptych about hallways doesn't sound like a thrill. Each play in the trilogy does have its own one-word title. Though as a group they're cryptic, as distinct titles they're a good collection. There's &lt;i&gt;Rose&lt;/i&gt;: a flower freighted with symbolism (both Christian &amp;amp; romantic) &amp;amp; a given name besides. Then &lt;i&gt;Paraffin&lt;/i&gt;: a rare, fun word that can refer to a common wax (on candles &amp;amp; crayons) and also to kerosene. Part three is &lt;i&gt;Nursing&lt;/i&gt;: a gerund―always good, see next entry―that could be caring for an invalid or feeding a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/interviewing-the-audience-gramercy/2432850/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTERVIEWING THE AUDIENCE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerunds tend to work well in titles because they imply an action in the present moment. But interviewing is rarely a thrilling act. Plus, we could stay home &amp;amp; watch it on TV. Finally, even a hint of participation will break the deal for many potential audience members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-man-who-ate-lincoln-square/2432846/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE MAN WHO ATE MICHAEL ROCKEFELLER&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This title's fantastic: very specific and memorable. It sets up two characters in a unique relationship. The first complex clause, “The Man Who Ate” adopts the convention of a case-study. That lulls the reader, so that the cannibalism shocks all the more. And the name “Rockefeller” has baggage of its own, implying the filthiest of rich families in America. By extension, the title promises a sort of comeuppance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/my-scandalous-life-chelsea/2432823/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MY SCANDALOUS LIFE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This title also follows a conventional form, though it's closer to memoir than case study. As such, it implies a character, one who would call his or her own life “scandalous”. The tenor of the word suggests a perverse pride, even narcissism, which is reinforced by the “My &lt;blank&gt; Life” format. Ironically, by following convention, the title belies its subject's claim to scandal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/next-soho/2432819/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting as one-word titles go. The word looks forward and implies momentum. Also, isolated as it is here and without a referent, it has almost a sinister tone that causes us to wonder, “What &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; next?“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/vieux-carre-midtown-west/2432815/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;VIEUX CARRE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A second foreign language in one week! French for “Old Square”, the phrase is another name for the French Quarter in New Orleans. So the title is presumably the play's setting, and it underscores the exotic quality of the location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-wii-plays-midtown-west/2432813/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE WII PLAYS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wii' being the game console. FYI, I like how the name implies fun (“Wheee!”) and a relationship (“we”). The misspelling is whimsical and probably smart branding. The two lower-case I's look like an abstract pair of kids (the dots representing noggins). So props to Nintendo. This show's title trades on the product, of course―if you don't know what a Wii is, maybe this isn't your show―but it also subtly puns on “play” as both a unit of drama and a verb involving games. Ironically, in this case the console plays the game, not the people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/a-world-apart-tribeca/2432807/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A WORLD APART&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Apart” does the heavy lifting here. The title could mean that two characters are alien to each other at some point in the play's arc. Or it could mean that the protagonist sees his or her life collapse. These are broad brushstrokes and somewhat introverted in tone. Though it doesn't seem like much, &lt;i&gt;A World Apart&lt;/i&gt; has a story to tell.&lt;/blank&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-7645809994615347316?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/7645809994615347316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=7645809994615347316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7645809994615347316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7645809994615347316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/02/theater-title-bout-february-1.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (February 1)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-6179182781933241704</id><published>2011-01-13T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T11:59:30.776-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modern drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Theater'/><title type='text'>Glenn Beck is Right! or, My Obligatory Spider-Man Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Glenn Beck saw &lt;i&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/i&gt;, twice, &amp;amp; it doesn't surprise me too much that he &lt;b&gt;lurved&lt;/b&gt; it. He's so obviously into spectacle: think of his beloved blackboards! Whatever his flaws, the man knows that entertaining the crowd helps to get your message across. So yep, he digs opera and he enjoys splashy Broadway musicals like &lt;i&gt;La Cage aux Folles&lt;/i&gt;.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="260" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://cloudfront.mediamatters.org/static/flash/player.swf'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='flashvars' value='config=http://mediamatters.org/embed/cfg2?id=201101120016'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowscriptaccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allownetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://cloudfront.mediamatters.org/static/flash/player.swf' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' flashvars='config=http://mediamatters.org/embed/cfg2?id=201101120016' allowscriptaccess='always' allowfullscreen='true' width='320' height='260'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't watch or listen to Beck's shows, so this is my first real experience with his straw-man M.O. At one point, he adopts a snooty, vaguely French accent that's meant to be a New York theater critic. Beck-as-critic has never heard of Bono, disparages rock music, and looks down his nose at comic books. Now I'm existential proof that theater critics can enjoy rock music &amp;amp; comics.**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I also partly agree with Beck's point. For one thing, yes, there are Broadway musicals that rock out. But the genre's stylistic mainstream is still bemoaning how the Beatles edged &lt;i&gt;West Side Story&lt;/i&gt; off the Billboard charts. The fact that we still distinguish rock musicals from … what, “conventional musicals”? says something. So does the fact that it took thirty years for punk rock to go from CBGBs to the St. James. And the genre has made few attempts, such as &lt;i&gt;In the Heights&lt;/i&gt;, to assimilate hip-hop into its idiom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;And another thing: conventional American drama is still beholden to realism. At its best (like &lt;i&gt;Ruined&lt;/i&gt;) it's socially relevant, a throwback to Ibsen; more often, it's domestic dramas like &lt;i&gt;August: Osage County&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Rabbit Hole&lt;/i&gt;. There are few successful shows that couldn't be translated easily into a movie. In the context of popular American dramas &amp;amp; musicals, a sci-fi superhero work of fantasy like &lt;i&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/i&gt; really is alien.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm also surprised and impressed at Beck's reading of &lt;i&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/i&gt;. He notes the that Spider-Man's powers derive from an atheist scientist's government-funded experiment, then points out that the Daily Bugle's demagoguery supports the scientist &amp;amp; condemns the superhero. Is the show as politically conservative as that? Despite reading the handful of reviews &amp;amp; talking to attendees, I couldn't say. Anyhow, regardless of his accuracy, by putting the show's content into its cultural context, Beck does the job of a critic. That's work that none of the (debatably premature) critics have done; they've mostly just lambasted the show for its dramaturgical problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;My point is, resistance to &lt;i&gt;Spidey&lt;/i&gt; within the theater community is a lot more complex than schadenfreude at the hubris of moneyed producers &amp;amp; starry creators. I have read intelligent theater critic takes &lt;i&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/i&gt; down, pointing out valid flaws in the hopes that the critique might change the system, its tastes, &amp;amp; its tendencies. But (apart from Glenn Beck, of all people!) I haven't read or seen anyone celebrating how unconventional &lt;i&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/i&gt; is or analyzing its content as well as its style. The circus of money and injuries have distracted us from asking some basic critical questions about the show and its context in the world and community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="260" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://cloudfront.mediamatters.org/static/flash/player.swf'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='flashvars' value='config=http://mediamatters.org/embed/cfg2?id=201101130009'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowscriptaccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allownetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://cloudfront.mediamatters.org/static/flash/player.swf' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' flashvars='config=http://mediamatters.org/embed/cfg2?id=201101130009' allowscriptaccess='always' allowfullscreen='true' width='320' height='260'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, lest you think I've turned coat and become a Glenn Beck booster, here's a final point. The asshole checks his text messages during the show! Then he shows the text message to your wife, so she can cackle at a dramatically weighty moment?! That's some shabby, juvenile behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Surprised at this? Nah. The show's parody of gayness is broad enough that a conservative can laugh at it rather than with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;** Here's hoping I can write off my comic book purchases as work-related research this fiscal year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-6179182781933241704?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/6179182781933241704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=6179182781933241704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6179182781933241704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6179182781933241704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-obligatory-spider-man-post.html' title='Glenn Beck is Right! or, My Obligatory Spider-Man Post'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-8558658820930740018</id><published>2011-01-12T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T13:16:54.582-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (January 11)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/american-sexy-tribeca/2399539/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMERICAN SEXY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An iteration of the convention 'stick “American” before a word to make it resonant' (see &lt;i&gt;American Buffalo&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;American Idiot&lt;/i&gt;, etc.). What makes &lt;i&gt;American Sexy&lt;/i&gt; a cut above the rest is that it uses an adjective instead of a noun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/cymbeline-midtown-west/2399536/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CYMBELINE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the practice of his era, Shakespeare (or his producers) (or the editors of the First Folio) name this show for its most regal character―even though he's not particularly central. Not a great one frankly, especially since the Folio perversely calls it &lt;i&gt;The Tragedie of Cymbeline&lt;/i&gt; when it's no such thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/flipzoids-midtown-west/2399532/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;FLIPZOIDS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A funny, nonsensical title, which works for &amp;amp; against it: easy to notice, hard to remember. It sounds like a 1980s toy imported from Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-misanthrope-midtown-west/2399531/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE MISANTHROPE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characterizing the title character (rather than naming him, which wasn't Moliére's style anyway, &lt;i&gt;Tartuffe&lt;/i&gt; aside) as a misanthrope is dodgy from a marketing point-of-view. But it's great from a dramatic one &amp;amp; especially a comedic one. You expect a caustic work full of personality clashes &amp;amp;, ultimately, probably, unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/room-17-b-midtown-east/2399524/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ROOM 17-B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A title after the setting rather than the protagonist. There's a portent to this one―it's a little like Room 101 in &lt;i&gt;1984&lt;/i&gt;. But the randomness of the number &amp;amp; the subdivision of the room adds a bureaucratic confusion to the setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/screenplay-midtown-east/2399512/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCREENPLAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Wikipedia only lists one movie with this name, &amp;amp; it's a porno. Doollee also lists only one other playscript with this title (AR Gurney). So most writers, or their producers, know enough to stay away from such a bland, generic title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/three-sisters-new-york/2399508/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THREE SISTERS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This production of Chekhov's classic drops the standard definite article, which is okay because Russian doesn't use articles at all. Its absence does make you stop short. With or without “the”, this title has always sounded a little like a fairy tale to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-whipping-man-midtown-west/2399504/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE WHIPPING MAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like a 18C portrait, full of detail but also slightly allegorical. It also has echoes of a 'whipping boy', the surrogate for a naughty prince who's too high-born to receive the punishment he deserves. So does this title refer to the person whipping or the one being whipped? A good script will play upon that ambiguity…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/what-the-public-wants-midtown-west/2399501/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT THE PUBLIC WANTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A modern version of &lt;i&gt;As You Like It&lt;/i&gt;? Maybe it's the contemporary style, maybe it's the 'public'―but this sounds more like pandering than Will's titles did. But it could also be a show that examines &amp;amp; critiques the title subject. Not a great title, but its ironic fold adds a layer or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-8558658820930740018?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/8558658820930740018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=8558658820930740018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8558658820930740018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8558658820930740018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/01/theater-title-bout-january-11.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (January 11)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-2545749458711450650</id><published>2011-01-04T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T12:55:28.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (January 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-annihilation-point/2389278/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE ANNIHILATION POINT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a sci-fi story―and wouldn't you know, it is! 'Annihilation' is actually one of my favorite words, with its root 'nihil' or 'nothing'. And 'Point' has a Newtonian specificity. I imagine the term to be analogous to 'event horizon'. My point is, it inspires a little imagination if you're inclined to faux-science terminology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/beirut-midtown-west/2389277/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEIRUT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The location of America's first modern encounter with suicide bombers, Beirut might be the prototypical “war-torn Middle Eastern city” for Americans. Savvy historians will also recall the city was once the Paris of the Middle East. So whether the play is actually set in the titular city or not, the word evokes a concrete image. Better than many cities that could be used in titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/freedom-club-east-village/2389165/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;FREEDOM CLUB&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure about this one. It sounds like a term George W. Bush would've come up with (“Iraq is now part of the Freedom Club, a coalition of freedom-loving nations.”) or, more likely, a right-wing thinktank. And ironically, it also sounds like the policy they'd come up with: beat our enemies with a freedom club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/green-eyes-midtown-west/2389125/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;GREEN EYES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A generic title that tells us nothing whatsoever about the show. Nor is it specific enough to evoke an image or sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/gruesome-playground-injuries-midtown-west/2389061/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;GRUESOME PLAYGROUND INJURIES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The implication of children getting hurt, and badly, has to be quite a turnoff for ticketbuyers―I admire the playwright's willingness to alienate before the show's even started! Sonically, it's pretty good but not great. The 'g' &amp;amp; 'j' sounds echo one another well, &amp;amp; so does the proximity of the 'r' &amp;amp; 'oo' sounds in 'grue-' and '-jur-'. But it lacks syncopation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/honey-brown-eyes-midtown-west/2389050/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HONEY BROWN EYES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A clear improvement on &lt;i&gt;Green Eyes&lt;/i&gt;. 'Honey blue eyes' is more standard (though it makes less sense to me), which adds a small cognitive hook to the title. And there's something smart about honoring the most prosaic eye color with poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-interminable-suicide-of-fulton-ferry/2389048/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE INTERMINABLE SUICIDE OF GREGORY CHURCH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this. Like &lt;i&gt;Gruesome Playground Injuries&lt;/i&gt;, it dares its audience to see it. It also takes a classic titling structure―“the (adjective) key action of the character”―and adds dark humor. And paradox too: note that the root of 'interminable' is 'terminate', so it's an ending that never ends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/john-gabriel-borkman-fort-greene/2389005/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;JOHN GABRIEL BORKMAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first 'title = protagonist' of 2011. Ibsen (for he wrote this one) includes the character's middle name. It's an allusion to the Archangel who served as God's messenger (&amp;amp; would blow the trumpet at the Last Judgment). And 'bork' is Norwegian for, uh, 'bark', as of a tree. What's that signify? I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/men-go-down-financial-district/2388994/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEN GO DOWN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phrase is almost stubbornly ambiguous. Which men? All men? Go down where? To their death, to the seaport, on other men, or what? If it's a quote, it's too obscure to catalog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-milk-train-doesnt-midtown-west/2388993/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE MILK TRAIN DOESN”T STOP HERE ANYMORE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fond of full-sentence titles. This one implies isolation and decline. A milk train stopped at every podunk station to pick up milk &amp;amp; deliver into the city; obviously, if the milk train no longer stops 'here', it's been abandoned by the outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/nearly-lear-midtown-west/2388992/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEARLY LEAR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rarity: a clear yet elegant title. This show adapts Shakespeare's Lear, apparently. The triplicate long 'e' leaves no syllable unstressed, while the 'r' &amp;amp; 'l' swap positions from one word to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-new-york-idea-west-village/2388991/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE NEW YORK IDEA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the late 19C, the New York Idea referred to the notion that Gotham is the most modern, sophisticated place on Earth. (I believe, but can't prove, that it was actually a term of reverse snobbery by non-NYers.) In circa 1906, Langdon Mitchell took it as the title to his prototypical screwball comedy, which sees rich divorcees celebrating that they can marry for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/pants-on-fires-metamorphosis-tribeca/2388988/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PANTS ON FIRE'S METAMORPHOSIS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be confused with Ovid's &lt;i&gt;Metamorphosis&lt;/i&gt;, presumably. Actually, I don't take issue with that distinction. It's the company's name, Pants on Fire, that sinks the title. It's very contempo British theater: past zany to outright inane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/coil-festival-2011-east-village/2389247/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2011 COIL FESTIVAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what the curators of the &lt;i&gt;Coil Festival&lt;/i&gt; intend by the name. 'Coil' isn't an acronym, and it's has no meaning in a theatrical context. I guess it's distinctive &amp;amp; therefore kind of memorable. But mostly it does nothing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/culturemart-2011-soho/2389210/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2011 CULTUREMART&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Culturemart&lt;/i&gt;, on the other hand, has a nice ring to it. It implies that it's a one-stop shop for arts culture. But&amp;nbsp; there's a tongue-in-cheek tone that's hard to pinpoint, suggesting that the curators don't support the commodification of art after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/under-the-radar-festival/2388972/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2011 UNDER THE RADAR FESTIVAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From experience, I can tell you that this showcase offers more imagination than its title implies. 'Under the radar' is such a cliché that it comes across as crass, clumsy marketing. The curators would do well to consider changing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-2545749458711450650?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/2545749458711450650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=2545749458711450650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2545749458711450650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2545749458711450650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2011/01/theater-title-bout-january-4.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (January 4)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-2463608976396939359</id><published>2010-12-14T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T10:21:33.586-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (December 14)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/dracula-midtown-west/2359754/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;DRACULA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An adaptation of the classic gothic horror novel. If you're going to name your work after a character, better make him or her memorable! Bram Stoker's antagonist is one of the most enduring fictional characters of the 19th century. FYI, the word means 'dragon' in Romanian, &amp;amp; its uncanny, foreign set of sounds contributes to the appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-importance-of-being-midtown-west/2359719/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING EARNEST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the great titles of all time, largely because the play's content―Wilde's puckish irony &amp;amp; his punning on Ernest/earnest―subverts the title's superficial meaning. The phrase itself suggests a moral parable on a pretty dull subject and it could serve as the message of plenty of lukewarm rom-coms. But imagine the prank on a ticketholder who expects moral rectitude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/mummenschanz-greenwich-village/2359709/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MUMMENSCHANZ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Mummenschanz' is a medieval German phrase with a tortuous derivation. More generally, mummers are European folk performers in the same loose genre as mimes, clowns, jugglers, etc. So who are Mummenschanz? Swiss hippie performers who draw on that folk tradition. The name is untranslatable, so the word pretty much refers directly to the troupe at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/other-desert-cities-lincoln-square/2359695/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;OTHER DESERT CITIES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slippery title that seems to point away from itself. What desert city is it talking about that it invokes 'others'? It somehow suggests the isolation that's part of a desert city anyhow. It's not a hugely memorable phrase but it is enigmatic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-2463608976396939359?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/2463608976396939359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=2463608976396939359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2463608976396939359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2463608976396939359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/12/theater-title-bout-december-14.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (December 14)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-3545203208351375593</id><published>2010-12-08T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T07:53:22.815-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (December 7)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/blood-from-a-stone-midtown-west/2347516/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOOD FROM A STONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never impressed by playwrights who apply clichés without a twist. Hard to say whether this one is reusing the phrase or implying that its tale will actually show people doing the (seemingly) impossible. And at least it's a grisly bit of imagery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/a-childs-christmas-in-chelsea/2347512/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A CHILD'S CHRISTMAS IN WALES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An adaptation of the Dylan Thomas short story. It's got a nice rhythm: two iambs separated by a X on “Christmas”, which slows the tongue down a bit and thus focuses on the holiday nature of the piece. “A Child's Christmas” treads a nice line between generic &amp;amp; specific, while the location adds further specificity. Despite all that, the title's a little grey &amp;amp; flavorless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/donny-and-marie-a-midtown-west/2347508/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;DONNY AND MARIE: A BROADWAY CHRISTMAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit to being impressed that, forty years on, Donny &amp;amp; Marie are still a recognizable draw on first names alone (at least, for an above-30 crowd). Granted that, I guess this is exactly what its utilitarian title implies: an old-fashioned holiday revue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/newsical-the-musical-midtown-west/2347480/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEWSICAL THE MUSICAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This title parodies the decade-old &lt;i&gt;Seussical: The Musical&lt;/i&gt;, a musical anthology of Dr. Seuss tales with a pretty memorable title of its own. The flawed rhyme of the original (a hard 's' &amp;amp; then a soft one) is improved here, &amp;amp; the sense of silliness is kept. But the allusion's probably recognized only by Broadway die-hards. Doesn't matter though: everyone can guess that this is a silly news revue in musical burlesque format, so the title does its job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/three-pianos-east-village/2347452/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THREE PIANOS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dull prosey title. Very modernist: it doesn't care if it alienates you. But it does get a concert setting/subject across.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-3545203208351375593?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/3545203208351375593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=3545203208351375593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/3545203208351375593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/3545203208351375593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/12/theater-title-bout-december-7.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (December 7)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-6019497030903807451</id><published>2010-11-17T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T10:36:55.270-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (November 15)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/golf-the-musical-midtown-west/2309984/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOLF: THE MUSICAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A marketer's title, as dull as the game it identifies. At least the juxtaposition of quiet, focused sport with extroverted, spectacle-driven theater implies a sense of comic surrealism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/looking-at-christmas-tribeca/2309977/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOOKING AT CHRISTMAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet including the word 'Christmas' boosts sales of any item. But here it's presented with the excitement of a dictionary. And 'looking' is a dull activity that fails to capture a potential ticket-buyer's interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-marriage-of-maria-fort-greene/2309973/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE MARRIAGE OF MARIA BRAUN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The savvy culturista will recognize the title of one of Germany's greatest movies; obviously, this drama adapts it. Even if you don't recognize it though, from the surname you can guess that it's set among Germans. It's a generic surname, while the given name is uncommonly Catholic. 'Marriage' is almost a state of existence, suggesting a long span and a full arc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-red-shoes-fulton-ferry/2309968/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE RED SHOES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another film title, a classic of British cinema. Red shoes are almost an archetype, really. The color suggests passion (at least in Western Civ); the accessory may be sexual (think fuck-me heels) but they also ground a person. Red shoes, then, suggest an emotional storm or instability. Adding a definite article almost seems to imply a curse upon the wearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-6019497030903807451?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/6019497030903807451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=6019497030903807451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6019497030903807451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6019497030903807451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/11/theater-title-bout-november-15.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (November 15)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-7120975279770677680</id><published>2010-10-27T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:48:24.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (October 25)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Ai6SPnwsA/TMid_5fGLCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PeX6jjn9uTU/s1600/Merry+Wives.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Ai6SPnwsA/TMid_5fGLCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PeX6jjn9uTU/s320/Merry+Wives.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-break-of-noon-west-village/2265398/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE BREAK OF NOON&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing on cliché is a easy path to a memorable title, though the cleverness may disguise a lack of substance. This repurposing of “the break of dawn” suggests a pivotal moment at its apogee, a climax. Or is Neil LaBute just alluding to Dylan's “It's Alright Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)”, which opens “Darkness at the break of noon”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/elektra-in-a-one-east-village/2265394/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ELEKTRA IN A ONE-PIECE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This title does good work. It suggests that the show is either modernizing a Greek myth or that the myth is a key to the show. It's got a bit of sex in it: the image of a girl in a swimsuit. And the phrase has a good rhythm―especially the vowel sounds, which are short &amp;amp; dull until the sharp 'e' caps it like a stopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-fortune-teller-soho/2265391/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE FORTUNE TELLER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many titles, this one points at a character. He or she probably isn't the protagonist but a catalyst (at least, that's the standard dramatic role for a prophet). A fortune teller's almost a stock character―you probably imagine the same gypsy crone that I do when you hear the phrase. Not very exciting, but okay around Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-memorandum-midtown-west/2265380/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE MEMORANDUM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titles, like band names, go through styles and fashions. This one screams post-war Absurdist drama, eg &lt;i&gt;The Homecoming&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;The Chairs&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;The Maids&lt;/i&gt;, etc. These &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;The Memorandum&lt;/i&gt; strip the drama down to a focal point, ironically a banal one. Incidentally, the original Czech title is &lt;i&gt;Vyrozumeni&lt;/i&gt;. No idea whether Czech has direct articles or not (I suppose &lt;i&gt;The Seagull&lt;/i&gt; could accurately be called &lt;i&gt;Seagull&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-merry-wives-of/2265365/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised that Shakespeare doesn't title this play &lt;i&gt;Falstaff&lt;/i&gt;? So was Verdi, who knew that the fat fellow would sell more opera tickets. But then, Will didn't title his own plays, someone else did. And in the style of the era, it's a lot longer (see pic). Note that the 1602 quarto gave Sir John top billing. Its the &lt;i&gt;First Folio&lt;/i&gt; that called the play &lt;i&gt;Merry Wives&lt;/i&gt;, which has a nice rhythm and refocuses attention on the play's clever women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-pee-wee-herman/2153128/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE PEE WEE HERMAN SHOW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Krusty the Klown's fictional variety hour, &lt;i&gt;The Pee Wee Herman Show&lt;/i&gt; winks knowingly at the style of '50s &amp;amp; '60s TV. Think of Ed Sullivan, Laurence Welk, &amp;amp; Bozo the Clown, whose names acted as a brand that let you know what kind of entertainment you'd get. Thankfully, Pee Wee Herman has a name that works in the same way, at least for audiences of a certain age. And that's who this show's aimed at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/persephone-fort-greene/2265335/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PERSEPHONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Persephone&lt;/i&gt; has a classical ring, with its simple declaration that it's treating a Greek myth. If you didn't know better, you might even assume it's a real play by Euripides (it's not). Unless the show springs a twist on you, you know exactly what plot to expect from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/york-shakespeare-company-2010-midtown-west/2265321/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;YORK SHAKESPEARE COMPANY 2010 REPERTORY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Utilitarian, made for selling a package of tickets. It attempts to brand the company's name, maybe implying (falsely) that it's a bona fide English troupe from that old theater town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/that-hopey-changey-thing-noho/2265318/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THAT HOPEY CHANGEY THING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Palin used this snide phrase as a shot at Obama's 'failure' to change America. I love it―calling a set of ideals a 'thing' somehow demeans them so acutely! I also like the implicit fact that Palin looks down her nose at hope! The playwright likes the phrase too, appropriating it to imply that his or her play will wade into the mud that's getting slung about by our politicians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-7120975279770677680?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/7120975279770677680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=7120975279770677680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7120975279770677680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7120975279770677680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/10/theater-title-bout-october-25.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (October 25)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Ai6SPnwsA/TMid_5fGLCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PeX6jjn9uTU/s72-c/Merry+Wives.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-1596408150729814258</id><published>2010-10-22T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T14:13:05.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NY Theater'/><title type='text'>Theater: Reviews (October 22)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Most Fridays, I post capsule reviews of my week of theater on Metromix's blog. But since these reviews disappear with the listings, I thought I'd publish them here too. Enjoy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-human-scale-noho/2213692/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE HUMAN SCALE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://publictheater.org/"&gt;Public Theater&lt;/a&gt; / 3LD&lt;br /&gt;Pulitzer-winner Lawrence Wright reviews the terrible situation between Gaza and Israel, offering an astonishingly balanced point-of-view on a polarizing subject. Wright has the access, acumen, and perspective to go with his &lt;i&gt;New Yorker&lt;/i&gt; credentials, but what skills he has as a reporter he lacks as a performer. He's rumpled and fumbling, and occasionally flubs a line. Luckily, he's got Oskar Eustis, head of the Public Theater, to help him shape and vivify the piece. They add texture to the reportage by projecting photos, footage, maps and other journalistic accessories. As for Gaza itself, it's hard to imagine how the situation could be any worse. &lt;i&gt;The Human Scale&lt;/i&gt; may sound like a lecture, but it's not exactly. Wright and Eustis trade a lecture (or an article's) authority for the informality and intimacy of theater, reducing a situation of a global complexity to a human scale (aha!) without simplifying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/a-life-in-the-midtown-west/2153073/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A LIFE IN THE THEATRE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schoenfeld Theater&lt;br /&gt;Stage stalwart Patrick Stewart (forever Captain Picard) shares the stage with TR Knight (&lt;i&gt;House&lt;/i&gt;) in David Mamet's diverting but inconsequential &lt;i&gt;Life in the Theatre&lt;/i&gt;. Both actors demonstrate great comic timing and indicate deeper, sadder facets to their characters. As the rookie's star rises, the veteran succumbs to professional jealousy and despair. But all that's deep in the subtext. Under Neil Pepe's direction, the darker thread gets only a little attention. His Life simply if hilariously depicts the dangers of live performance (a doorknob comes off; a wig slips; lines get skipped) and the vanity of actors. Contrast the in-show hijinks with the smooth operation of Santo Loquasto's set, whose traveling flats and sliding make-up tables suggest all the nooks of an old, musty theater. &lt;i&gt;Life&lt;/i&gt; is good enough—the performers earn genuine laughs—but it's a minor show that you leave behind as soon as you leave the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-pumpkin-pie-show-east-village/2259611/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE PUMPKIN PIE SHOW: AMBER ALERT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Red Room&lt;br /&gt;…is like an evening at a '40s bebop club. As each Pumpkin Pie actor takes centerstage to recite a monologue, the others sit attentively to one side, offering a chuckle at a particularly rich burst of actorly energy. Meanwhile, a sound artist tailors a musical backdrop to each speech on the fly. The audience nods to the words and the rhythm, cackles at the sick ironies of Clay McLeod Chapman's five gothic tales of American life. Four of Amber Alert's monologues approach the themes of youth and sex from deeply disturbing, often hilarious angles. The four pieces pry perversities from the American psyche, with Chapman and Hanna Cheek (Off-Off-Broadway's secret treasure) giving spiky, fearless performances. The odd one out, an odd little tale about a Texas boy who discovers a dead astronaut's diary, offers unironic pleasures. Though it's lovely and well-acted, cutting it from the program would focus the evening's themes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/three-women-midtown-east/2259615/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THREE WOMEN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.59e59.org/"&gt;59 East 59&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poet Sylvia Plath wrote this one-act for BBC Radio in 1962, less than a year before her suicide. British director Robert Shaw felt compelled to stage it, but neither the compulsion or its inspiration are evident onstage. The show's a dully literal set of monologues by three women who've delivered children—one wanted, one unplanned, one stillborn. The three young brunette actors are barely distinguishable from one another, both vocally and visually. And all are directed to speak the poetry in conversational tone, as if the play were confessional prose. The standard white American accent, with its slight lisp and adenoidal vowels, is a poor tool for creating a sonic landscape. The result is painful to listen to—and you need to listen to poetry closely when there's no action or character to accompany it. Sometimes plays are lost for a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-1596408150729814258?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/1596408150729814258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=1596408150729814258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1596408150729814258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1596408150729814258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/10/theater-reviews-october-22.html' title='Theater: Reviews (October 22)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-2667219582910592967</id><published>2010-10-20T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T09:58:49.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (October 18)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/after-the-revolution-midtown-west/2252952/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;AFTER THE REVOLUTION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a title that's pregnant with drama. Most revolutions look alike; it's the actions taken later that distinguish one from another. And of course, 'revolution' can be taken metaphorically, as an inciting incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/colin-quinn-long-story-midtown-west/2226130/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;COLIN QUINN: LONG STORY SHORT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straightforward marketing: Colin Quinn isn't the protagonist, he's the performer. The subtitle is a cliché, maybe a catchphrase. Wouldn't it be nice if Quinn meant it literally though? (In fact, he does: the show's billed as a history of civilization in 75 minutes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/critical-mass-midtown-west/2252983/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;CRITICAL MASS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conventional metaphor that's often used without thought to its meaning. “Critical mass” is the amount of radioactive material needed for a nuclear reaction. So “to reach critical mass” is to reach the state required for a fundamental change―a great phrase for a drama (even one that's not about physics).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/futura-midtown-west/2253003/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUTURA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The typeface? What a funny thing to allude to. Presumably, the show's about printing and publishing. But the root-word ('future') smuggles in a forward-looking theme, while the 'a' suffix adds a modernist edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/in-the-wake-noho/2253011/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN THE WAKE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like 'after the revolution' above, 'in the wake' offers a good deal of dramatic potential. And like 'critical mass', it's so conventional you often forget it's a metaphor. It refers to the wake of a ship, of course, but it's also got a touch of the funereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-merchant-of-venice-midtown-west/2153115/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE MERCHANT OF VENICE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I commented &lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/06/theater-title-bout-june-7.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;last June&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, this is one of Shakespeare's strongest titles. A casual reader may misread “Merchant” as referring to Shylock―which would cleverly reverse expectations, titling the show after the antagonist &amp;amp; not the protagonist―but he's not a merchant. Instead, the title points us at a minor character, upsetting expectations all around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/penelope-fulton-ferry/2253131/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PENELOPE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classical allusion? Penelope was Odysseus' wife who awaited his return for two decades, practicing a stratagem to hold suitors off. In other words, her name's a byword for fidelity. The title itself could be a lost Greek drama―or a modern take on the myth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/perfect-harmony-midtown-west/2253155/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;PERFECT HARMONY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine a duller title for a musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/play-dead-greenwich-village/2253163/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLAY DEAD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An order you'd give a dog, it works as a play title because it carries the implication of acting. To take it further, it suggests the staging of a death/resurrection, which is a fun trope to employ whether it's real or faked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/rain-a-tribute-to-midtown-west/2153125/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;RAIN – A TRIBUTE TO THE BEATLES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia lists three-dozen songs entitled “Rain”, along with several movies &amp;amp; novels; I'll bet there are plenty of impressionist paintings too. So it's an odd choice to name your Beatles tribute concert after their psychedelic single. Gives you Beatle cred, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-2667219582910592967?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/2667219582910592967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=2667219582910592967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2667219582910592967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2667219582910592967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/10/theater-title-bout-october-18.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (October 18)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4599844183528676699</id><published>2010-10-01T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T14:30:43.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 34)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;At the lowest pit, &lt;i&gt;Judecca&lt;/i&gt;, the damned lie frozen under the ice. And in the darkness, iced up to his chest &amp;amp; still towering overhead, stands Satan. The most grotesque monster in &lt;i&gt;Inferno&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, he's got three weeping faces &lt;/span&gt;above three sets of bat-wings. His chin drools blood because he's eternally chomping on three arch-betrayers: Judas, Brutus &amp;amp; Cassius (aha! a clue to Dante's politics). Dante &amp;amp; Virgil climb down Satan's pelt to the Earth's center (at Satan's groin), flip around, &amp;amp; climb &lt;i&gt;up&lt;/i&gt; the shanks! Suddenly, it's morning, not evening! We're out, under a dawning sky—welcome to &lt;i&gt;Purgatory&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4599844183528676699?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4599844183528676699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4599844183528676699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4599844183528676699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4599844183528676699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/10/summer-reading-inferno-canto-34.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 34)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-5749937697140649268</id><published>2010-09-30T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T09:54:47.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 33)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;In an oubliette, one man sits atop another, gnawing thru the skull to his brain. The cannibal is Count Ugolino; his victim a Pisan archbishop. The prelate accused Ugolino of treachery (evidently justly, since here the Count is!). But Ugolino focuses on how he was imprisoned with his sons; it's ambiguous but probable that he ate them to survive. Dante slides downward to Ptolomea, resting place of those who murder their guests. Faces upward, their tears freeze in their sockets! Here we learn that, the moment a person betrays, a devil overtakes its body &amp;amp; casts its soul into Hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-5749937697140649268?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/5749937697140649268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=5749937697140649268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/5749937697140649268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/5749937697140649268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-33.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 33)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4326527587969929632</id><published>2010-09-29T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:05:19.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 32)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Silence hangs over the final circle, where the rivers of Hell empty into a frozen lake. Here, the worst sinners are immobilized in icy oubliettes, thousands of heads sticking out with blue faces &amp;amp; clacking teeth. There are four concentric rings of sinners, distinguished only by the position of the heads. In the first, &lt;i&gt;Caina&lt;/i&gt; (named for the first murderer &amp;amp; holding sinners who betrayed relatives, naturally), heads face down. In the second, &lt;i&gt;Antenora&lt;/i&gt; (betrayers of their homelands, after a Trojan turncoat), eyes look forward. All the while, gravity grows stronger as we near the Earth's center. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4326527587969929632?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4326527587969929632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4326527587969929632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4326527587969929632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4326527587969929632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-32.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 32)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4304728449626027647</id><published>2010-09-28T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T09:04:14.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 31)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;This deep into the Inferno, the murk fouls up Dante's sense of perspective: what he mistakes for towers ringing the edge of the &lt;i&gt;Malebolge&lt;/i&gt; are actually giants, 70 feet tall or more, standing just beyond the &lt;i&gt;Malebolge&lt;/i&gt; in Tenth Circle! One speaks a barbarous nonsense, the language of Babel; another is straitjacketed in chains; a third, the tallest yet, lowers Dante to the floor of Hell at Virgil's command. Many of them are the titans that attempted to overthrow Jove. Link that to Babel, and you realize that the Tenth Circle holds, among others, those who would depose God Himself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4304728449626027647?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4304728449626027647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4304728449626027647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4304728449626027647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4304728449626027647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-31.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 31)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-6760675046642185252</id><published>2010-09-27T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T14:00:47.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 30)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Add to the alchemists, counterfeitors and con artists of the tenth &lt;i&gt;Malebolge&lt;/i&gt; impersonators (exemplified by Myrra, an Ovidian character who disguised herself to seduce her father) and misrepresentors (especially Potiphar's wife, who failed to seduce Joseph &amp;amp; so accused him of rape in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Genesis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;). Fraud is the overarching sin of the Ninth Ring, and the most damnable fraud is false creation, a lie that impersonates or enacts a fiction and, in a sense, overwrites the truth. That's why Dante is so very careful to proclaim his creative cosmology as divinely ordained: the orthodox might accuse him of this very sin.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-6760675046642185252?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/6760675046642185252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=6760675046642185252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6760675046642185252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6760675046642185252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-30.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 30)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4982782418186684447</id><published>2010-09-26T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T04:05:28.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 29)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Once again, Dante weeps at the sight of so many damned souls; once again, Virgil chastises him for his too-soft heart &amp;amp; reminds him that all the torture is divinely ordered. This repetition reminds me that Dante's in-poem self is a medieval character, not a modern one: his essence doesn't change. But in this Christian context (&amp;amp; the allegorical style of medieval narrative), Dante's tears &amp;amp; mercy ally him with the Son of God. So, clockwise and down into the final &lt;i&gt;Malebolge&lt;/i&gt;, where alchemists, counterfeitors, &amp;amp; other con artists are literally plagued: covered with diseased scabs &amp;amp; festering sores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4982782418186684447?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4982782418186684447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4982782418186684447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4982782418186684447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4982782418186684447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-29.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 29)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-3993355784483288158</id><published>2010-09-25T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T14:19:16.256-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 28)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Here's a surprise: Mohammad languishes in the ninth &lt;i&gt;Malebolge&lt;/i&gt; among the schismatics, not with &lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-14.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the blasphemers in the seventh Ring&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Evidently, Dante sees Islam as a (particularly perverse) offshoot of Christianity rather than a religion unto itself. The Prophet and his fellows in this ditch are, fittingly, hacked and severed like men on a battlefield, a concrete symbol of the dissension they fomented among the faithful. Dante begins the canto with a striking description of a battlefield. Here and elsewhere, he alludes to his service in the Battle of Campaldino, a decisive event in Florence's civil wars—another schism, of course!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-3993355784483288158?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/3993355784483288158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=3993355784483288158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/3993355784483288158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/3993355784483288158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-28.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 28)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-362819264749696375</id><published>2010-09-23T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T20:37:58.819-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 27)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The central character of this canto goes unnamed but his actions are supplied in such detail that he must be a Dante's near-contemporary. Like &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-26.html"&gt;Ulysses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, the soul gave shifty advice with a silver tongue. And he counseled a pope who waged war upon his fellow Christians. From what I've read, I'd say Dante's not too enamored of popes, but maybe that's just because I've only read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Inferno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; so far? There's an Italian proto-nationalism that looks back to Rome &amp;amp; Troy and lingers (Virgil-like) over the geography of the peninsula. But Dante's political philosophy is hard to make out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-362819264749696375?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/362819264749696375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=362819264749696375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/362819264749696375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/362819264749696375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-27.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 27)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4644838825665898458</id><published>2010-09-23T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T08:08:39.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (September 23)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/la-bete-midtown-west/2153109/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LA BETE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;The title doesn't allude to &lt;i&gt;La Belle et la Bete&lt;/i&gt; (AKA the French fairy tale &lt;i&gt;Beauty &amp;amp; the Beast&lt;/i&gt;), but that's an easy mistake to make. But why use the French? It's confusing &amp;amp; pretentious. I'll bet it even drives away potential ticket-buyers. And sadly, I've noticed sites listing this as Le Bete and ignoring the caret over the first 'e' (or, in Metromix's case, unable to find the correct coding). Shoddy titles like La Bete are why I began this column.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/bloody-bloody-andrew-jackson-midtown-west/2153087/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOODY BLOODY ANDREW JACKSON&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I covered this one Off-Broadway in my &lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-nite-title-bout-march-22.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;second &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title Bout&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ever. But to revisit. This biodrama follows the convention of titling itself after its subject. But the doubling of “Bloody” adds a kick &amp;amp; a rhythm, implying the musical genre. It also adds a touch of shame to the president's name/legacy, which is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/delusion-fort-greene/2198305/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;DELUSION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One-word titles are better with concepts like this than with names &amp;amp; objects. &lt;i&gt;Delusion&lt;/i&gt; isn't thrilling but it's got potential, since delusion can be a powerful motivation, a theme treated with complexity, or the implication of an expressionistic style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/fall-downtown-festival/2198308/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;FALL DOWNTOWN FESTIVAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, a festival gets an ugly utilitarian title. “Downtown” does imply a certain style of theater―which the fest's content delivers―but it's uninspired. And I'll bet there's no &lt;i&gt;Spring Downtown Festival&lt;/i&gt;, which would make the “Fall” necessary. If only it were a pun instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/gatz-noho/2198322/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;GATZ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm of two minds here. This is a clever way to suggest an adaptation of &lt;i&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/i&gt;, and it avoids the clumsy convention of F. Scott Fitzgerald's &lt;i&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/i&gt;. But it's also esoteric: a reference to Jay Gatsby's real name, which only Fitz-o-philes will recognize without prompting. I'll call it a win, just because a title that makes you think is better than one that doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/in-transit-midtown-east/2198327/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN TRANSIT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad: an open phrase implying a theme and a state of being. But not great either: it's pretty generic, too bland to tempt an audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-language-archive-midtown-west/2198335/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE LANGUAGE ARCHIVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's precise, which is surprisingly rare for a title. You can also infer the subject (linguistics) pretty confidently. The slightly technical sound hints at a hard style &amp;amp; possibly scientific or academic setting. But that's all conjecture; there's an enigma to &lt;i&gt;The Language Archive&lt;/i&gt; that works in its favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/a-life-in-midtown-west/2153073/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A LIFE IN THE THEATER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a wordsmith, Mamet isn't the best at names. &lt;i&gt;Glengarry Glen Ross&lt;/i&gt; has euphony, &lt;i&gt;Sexual Perversion in Chicago&lt;/i&gt; has sex. But most of his titles are bland, with this one as an especially dull case. At least we know the genre: a backstage drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/lombardi-midtown-west/2153111/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOMBARDI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another biodrama with its subject on the marquee. The fame of NFL's greatest coach has tarnished over the decades, as fame inevitably does (he's due for a mention on &lt;i&gt;Mad Men&lt;/i&gt;, isn't he? I guess Super Bowl I is next season). But if you're the audience for Lombardi, you recognize the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/time-stands-still-midtown-west/2153090/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIME STANDS STILL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could opine that this phrase is insubstantial―that it merely builds theme or atmosphere, not plot or subject. That it's vague, unless the show's about the nature of time (unlike, though I'd like that). But I like it for those reasons. It's slightly abstract and also poetic, albeit a bit cliché. I've got to admit it's not great but I kind of like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4644838825665898458?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4644838825665898458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4644838825665898458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4644838825665898458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4644838825665898458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/theater-title-bout-september-23.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (September 23)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-8127452292076569946</id><published>2010-09-22T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T09:32:09.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 26)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Into the ninth crevasse of the &lt;i&gt;Malebolge&lt;/i&gt; and one of the most highly praised episodes of Dante's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Comedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. Here, dissemblers are consumed by fire. One flame contains Ulysses (AKA Odysseus), punished for his diabolical stratagem of the Trojan Horse. Or maybe it's his hubris: Ulysses relates how he urged his sailors beyond Gibraltar. Far to the south, he saw—not Hades, as Homer had it, but the tallest mountain on Earth. It's the Mount of Purgatory, which Dante is heading towards! Dante sees himself in the intrepid warrior, but unlike the dissembler, his exploration will confirm God's truths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-8127452292076569946?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/8127452292076569946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=8127452292076569946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8127452292076569946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8127452292076569946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-26.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 26)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-7332398466665450592</id><published>2010-09-21T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T10:59:54.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 25)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;T&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;here's no break in action between the &lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-24.html"&gt;cantos 24&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; 25: to punctuate his hatred of good, a thief gives God the fig with both thumbs! His burst of blasphemy prefaces the darkest, most horrific episode of the entire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Inferno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. A six-legged serpent scurries up to another robber and latches itself to his torso. Then it melds with him, turning him into a hideous monster. A second lizard stabs another person in the belly. The dumbfounded soul and his reptilian torturer mingle essences till they resemble each other: two deformed hybrids scuttle off. Thus does sin deform the soul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-7332398466665450592?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/7332398466665450592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=7332398466665450592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7332398466665450592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7332398466665450592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-25.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 25)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-8658050217222339968</id><published>2010-09-20T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T09:18:36.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 24)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;With the bridges in the &lt;i&gt;Malebolge&lt;/i&gt; collapsed, Dante must climb the scree to continue. In a strange twist of medieval physics, Virgil (who is weightless, being a soul without a body) hoists Dante from below. Finally, they reach the eighth ditch, which is filled with snakes! These vipers stab right through the terrorized sinners, who catch fire, turn to ash, and then, in a parody of the Resurrection, are reconstituted. Chilling! Dante recognizes one soul, a Florentine damned for jacking a church. The man prophecies that his party, the Blacks, will triumph over Dante's Whites—and so they would.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-8658050217222339968?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/8658050217222339968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=8658050217222339968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8658050217222339968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8658050217222339968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-24.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 24)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-7098460889725105724</id><published>2010-09-18T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T13:37:14.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 23)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Virgil hustles his charge away from their demonic escort (Dante compares him to a mother rescuing her child from fire), over a berm and into the next crevasse. The Malebolge's sixth ditch holds the hypocrites, clad in lead cloaks. Dante chats with a pair of Florentine officials who sold the city out to the Pope, then he notices Caiaphas, the Pharisee who convinced Pilate to execute Christ. The priest, ironically, is also crucified: nailed to the ground so his fellow hypocrites walk over him. To the poet, then, hypocrisy is a sort of betrayal of political beliefs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-7098460889725105724?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/7098460889725105724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=7098460889725105724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7098460889725105724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7098460889725105724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-23.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 23)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-2510640750429974857</id><published>2010-09-15T10:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T10:56:43.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 22)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This comedic canto is straight out of a medieval play. The damned in this ditch arch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;their backs to ease their cramping and so, dolphin-like, break the surface of the molten pitch. Dante's demonic escort hooks one with a harpoon and starts tearing his flesh. But like his fellows in this area, the poor bastard is a barrator (a lawyer who repeatedly files suits simply to harrass) and he manages to start an argument among the demons! As they fight, they let go of him and then, when they give chase, they tumble into the burning tar. Slapstick!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-2510640750429974857?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/2510640750429974857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=2510640750429974857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2510640750429974857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2510640750429974857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-22.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 22)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-2386850634783506809</id><published>2010-09-14T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T10:36:14.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 21)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Part one of a two-canto arc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. At the Malebolge's fifth ditch, winged demons use hooks to snag &amp;amp; torture the unfortunate souls who lift their heads out of burning pitch. It's a folk vision of Hell, especially the runty, farting demons with ugly Italian names like Scarmiglione. Their captain tells Virgil that one of the stone bridges which span the Malebolge collapsed 1266 years ago (that's 34 AD, when the Crucifixion caused an earthquake). A squad of demons are appointed to guide them through. Dante, never a courageous tourist, thinks an escort is a bad idea…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-2386850634783506809?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/2386850634783506809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=2386850634783506809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2386850634783506809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2386850634783506809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-21.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 21)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-2389484399206342994</id><published>2010-09-09T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T18:35:00.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (September 9)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span lang="zxx"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/absolution-midtown-east/2169921/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ABSOLUTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This punchy title does a good job of focusing our attention. Viewers know to pay attention to whether the characters earn forgiveness for their transgressions, and whether they deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/border-towns-soho/2170203/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;BORDER TOWNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The phrase suggests a cultural flashpoint, with the bigoted nativism of modern American politics. But the use of the plural makes the title more abstract, giving it a hint of postmodern philosophy (“liminal blah blah”). That makes me shy away a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/a-bright-new-boise-east-village/2169920/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A BRIGHT NEW BOISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I get a kick out of this title, which sounds like it was invented by a local Chamber of Commerce (“Idaho: we're not small potatoes!”). Knowing the rotten state of the economy &amp;amp; the tendency of drama to portray the American West in a cynical twilight, I'll bet the title's ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/brief-encounter-midtown-west/2170084/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;BRIEF ENCOUNTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;An adaptation of a Noel Coward drama &amp;amp; its film version by David Lean. &lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Marketers won't love it: it's too generic &amp;amp; doesn't state outright that it's an adaptation. But the title has a repressed tenor—it's not tells us more than it has to about two people meeting—that fits with the show's content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-divine-sister-soho/2170206/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;THE DIVINE SISTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In this context, 'Sister' suggests a nun. But by calling her 'divine' rather than 'holy', this title gets a little showy and flamboyant. Not bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/down-there-greenwich-village/2170002/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DOWN THERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Generally, I lump words like 'there' with pronouns as too vague. This one tests my rule of thumb, since I suspect it's using 'there' in a euphemistic way, as genitals or hell. Or maybe not, maybe it's just a basement. A savvy writer will the ambiguity and refer to all these connotations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/exit-entrance-midtown-east/2170086/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;EXIT/ENTRANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sounds like a Beckett play, doesn't it? 'Slash' titles feel awfully post-modern &amp;amp; dated in their use of symbols. And &lt;i&gt;Exit/Entrance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; is also self-conscious about its theater terminology. Still, the writer gets a point for getting the action backwards: this play occurs between the exit and the entrance, not visa-versa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/fringenyc-encores-2010/2170068/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;FRINGENYC ENCORES 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I always wonder why &lt;i&gt;The New York City International Fringe Festival&lt;/i&gt; is abbreviated &lt;i&gt;FringeNYC&lt;/i&gt;. Why not &lt;i&gt;NYCFringe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;? Either way, the compression into one word is only good in a URL. At least 'Encores' has a theatrical connotation that lifts this above the merely functional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-little-foxes-east-village/2170088/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;THE LITTLE FOXES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You can't go wrong with Shakespeare or the Bible. Lillian Hellman quotes &lt;i&gt;The Song of Songs&lt;/i&gt;: “Take us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vines | For our vines have tender grapes.” Most theologians (mis)interpret this warning as little foxes being casual sins. But in the context of a love poem, the warning's from a frisky gal to her guy. Either way, the meaning's obscure. I'll admit it, I'm not sure what Lil's going for here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/orlando-new-york/2169922/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ORLANDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've always liked the name Orlando, it sounds so exotic. This show adapts Virginia Woolf's novel, not the epic romance or the opera based on it. But I'm glad the producers don't call it “Virginia Woolf's &lt;i&gt;Orlando&lt;/i&gt;”, not just cuz that's inaccurate (it's Sarah Ruhl's &lt;i&gt;Orlando&lt;/i&gt;) but also cuz that sort of marketing is odious. (See also &lt;i&gt;Brief Encounter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, above)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-prophet-of-monto-tribeca/2169923/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;THE PROPHET OF MONTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Speaking of romances, this title sounds like a Gothic novel. Why's it so catchy? Check how it's a pair three-syllable feet, stress in the middle. In both, the first syllable's an 'uh' vowel, the middle one's a short 'o'. In the third, 'Prophet' ends in another short vowel, but the long 'o' of 'Monto' caps the phrase. That's poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-revival-midtown-west/2170082/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;THE REVIVAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This sounds to me like a sequel to &lt;i&gt;The Rehearsal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; (a Restoration comedy), but I doubt most audiences think of that. 'Revival' has a theatrical meaning &amp;amp; a religious one (the American Christian movement, with its tent meetings). The latter also implies a character arc—will the protagonist be reborn?—something for an audience to watch for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/roadkill-confidential-financial-district/2169918/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ROADKILL CONFIDENTIAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Great title, lots of fun. 'Roadkill' alone is a graphic compound word that's totally American. Then 'Confidential' suggests a true crime exposé (in these cases, it's used ironically). Plus, that enhances the 'kill' in 'roadkill', as if the show's about a killer who uses his car as the murder weapon. Hard to stage, but it sounds awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/through-the-night-new-york/2170118/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;THROUGH THE NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A little vague. The allusion's clear enough—that Welsh ballad usually translated as “All Through the Night”. Plus this title has the sense of a journey, either literal or figurative. But as I said, it's vague.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/tigers-be-still-midtown-west/2170201/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;TIGERS BE STILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;An enigmatic phrase, which I simultaneously find mildly compelling &amp;amp; mildly frustrating. I have no idea what this show might be about. But it's also sloppy writing: should we assume the writer forgot a comma? That is, is the phrase an order to tigers, or is it a descriptive phrase about tigers in Black American dialect? The more I look at this one, the less I like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-2389484399206342994?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/2389484399206342994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=2389484399206342994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2389484399206342994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2389484399206342994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/theater-title-bout-september-9.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (September 9)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-8570836669090809437</id><published>2010-09-09T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T18:08:27.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 20)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Another ditch in the Malebolge holds the diviners. They've had their necks twisted so they can only look backwards, a particularly gruesome and fitting punishment for false prophets. Dante is horrified, but once again he's admonished by his guide for his tears. We're to understand that pity for the damned is a form of blasphemy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Comedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; stresses that Christian justice exists, &amp;amp; that it's the guiding principle of the cosmic order. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Also, Virgil gives an extended description (20 lines) of the rivers of Italy. Dante glorifies Florence a lot, but he's also got a streak of pan-Italian patriotism.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-8570836669090809437?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/8570836669090809437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=8570836669090809437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8570836669090809437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8570836669090809437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-20.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 20)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-1416780121882806859</id><published>2010-09-03T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T14:01:07.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 19)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;The &lt;i&gt;Malebolge&lt;/i&gt; is divided into ten ditches; we've come to the third, which houses the simoniacs. They're wedged upside-down into holes; new arrivals get stacked upon the old, crushing them into the rock. FYI, simony is the practice of selling posts in the Church. A century later, Chaucer also sounded off against this type of sin, but I'd say he portrayed their corruption as part of the fallen nature of Man. Dante views them as truly wicked holy men who follow “a god of gold and silver”, putting them into a cosmic perspective, not a human one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-1416780121882806859?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/1416780121882806859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=1416780121882806859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1416780121882806859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1416780121882806859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-19.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 19)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-1305525576513694371</id><published>2010-09-01T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T11:35:09.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (September 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note: August has been a slow month for new shows. Only two opened last week, &amp;amp; none the week before. So I saved them for this week's list. Enjoy!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/bottom-of-the-world-chelsea/2159547/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOTTOM OF THE WORLD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad. It's not a cliché, though it's reminiscent of 'end of the world' &amp;amp; 'top of the world'. And it is an allusion―to a Tom Waits song, which only heightens the bluesiness of the image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-cradle-will-rock-east-village/2159560/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE CRADLE WILL ROCK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another allusion, this one to the sinister nursery rhyme about falling babies. But it does its job cleverly, eliminating the context and drawing attention away from the famous source. The modal form of 'to rock' (ie “will”) brings a sense of either destiny or threat to the title, flipping the usually quiet action of a cradle on its head. It's one of my favorites, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/it-must-be-him-midtown-west/2145758/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;IT MUST BE HIM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a generic string of words! Only the 'must' has any kick to it. Shakespeare can get away with impersonal pronouns (eg &lt;i&gt;As You Like It&lt;/i&gt;), but not many others can. (I'm looking at you, Pirandello.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/me-myself-and-i-midtown-west/2145761/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ME, MYSELF &amp;amp; I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See previous note. Plus, this grammatical construction of the first-person singular pronoun is a conventional phrase and, in titles, a cliché. I'm not sorry to have the De La Soul track stuck in my head, but it's the best of a dozen songs with the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/mrs-warrens-profession-midtown-west/2159562/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MRS. WARREN'S PROFESSION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaw's one of my favorite playwrights, but he's not great at titles. To give you some context, this is one of his best. It uses his favorite tool, misdirection, in a few ways. It pulls our focus off the protagonist (Vivie Warren) to the antagonist (her mother) and then to the conflict between them. And in 1894 England, Shaw is subverting Victorian prudery by using euphemism to draw attention to a taboo subject (prostitution).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/underneathmybed-west-village/2159652/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;UNDERNEATHMYBED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooshing all your words together is so '90s, especially if you capitalize the first letter of each word―think of all those websites mid-decade whose ads used that device. Too bad: the phrase itself is okay. It's specific and singular. It has the ominous air of a child's nightmare, yet “underneath” is the grammar of an adult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-1305525576513694371?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/1305525576513694371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=1305525576513694371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1305525576513694371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1305525576513694371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/theater-title-bout-september-1.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (September 1)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-6526910887085806894</id><published>2010-09-01T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T10:36:58.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 18)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We're at the volume's halfway point!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; The Eighth Circle is a massive network of trenches, moats, and earthworks called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Malebolge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; (or “Evil Ditches”). Like the demon Geryon in the previous canto, the Malebolge is entirely Dante's creation, and at 13 cantos, it's the single largest corner of Hell in his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Inferno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. That adds to the sense that Dante is getting more confident in his writing. His metaphors are more robust and his descriptions are more vivid. Traversing the Malebolge, he recognizes pimps, seducers, and flatterers from Florence, while Virgil points out the mythical Jason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-6526910887085806894?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/6526910887085806894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=6526910887085806894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6526910887085806894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6526910887085806894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-reading-inferno-canto-18.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 18)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-7995616636805279480</id><published>2010-08-31T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T09:29:07.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 17)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Even to a modern imagination, used to seeing unreal creatures rendered through CGI, this episode is a triumph of the fantastic. At the precipice of the Seventh Circle, Virgil hails a massive demon called Geryon. The size of a barge, it's part man, part serpent, and part scorpion. Virgil &amp;amp; Dante mount the beast and ride it off the cliff into the void! Adding to the tension, Dante thinks of Icarus &amp;amp; Phaeton, two mythic flyers who tumbled to their deaths. But Geryon wheels down to the next ring like a falcon, depositing a terrified Dante safely at Ring #8. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-7995616636805279480?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/7995616636805279480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=7995616636805279480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7995616636805279480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7995616636805279480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-17.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 17)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4347937808981969008</id><published>2010-08-30T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T07:48:31.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 16)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A trio of “sodomites” recognize Dante's Tuscan accent &amp;amp; ask him how the city of Florence fares. Dante must reply that it's riven by political dissent. Sinners like these gay men aren't simply defined by wickedness, even in Hell. They're citizens and partisans, and they reflect some better aspect of Florence than currently (c. 1310) existed, in Dante's opinion. Unlike most poets, he's happy to comment on current events in his work, even though the purpose of his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Comedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; is to chart an eternal cosmic hierarchy. It makes the book both intimate &amp;amp; relevant to his contemporaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4347937808981969008?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4347937808981969008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4347937808981969008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4347937808981969008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4347937808981969008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-16.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 16)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-476573783737009545</id><published>2010-08-26T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T16:29:33.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 15)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Throughout the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Inferno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;, there's a tension between the justice of God's punishment &amp;amp; Dante's pity for the damned (both in his explicit reactions and implicitly through his humane descriptions). For the modern liberal and for Dante, this comes to a head in Canto 15, where men are punished for homosexuality. Dante won't controvert Christian doctrine, so instead he paints a compassionate portrait of Brunetto Latini, a friend &amp;amp; mentor. Dante deliberately elides Brunetto's sin, cites his service to Florence, commends the man's poetry, and ends, “he looked more the winner than the one who trails the field.” Well finessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-476573783737009545?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/476573783737009545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=476573783737009545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/476573783737009545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/476573783737009545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-15.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 15)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4762166606432030299</id><published>2010-08-25T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T16:09:00.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 14)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;In a desert raining with brimstone, Dante notes that one man ignores the cinders falling like snowflakes upon the damned. It's Capaneus, one of the kings who beseiged Thebes (see Aeschylus' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Seven Against Thebes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;). Capaneus stood against Jove (ie the godhead) &amp;amp; remains blasphemous even in Hades! But back to that desert. Virgil plans to traverse the scorched earth along a stream that connects hell's various rivers. In a flourish of cosmology, Dante explains that the rivers are fed by the wound of a monumental titan beneath Mt. Ida. It's breathtaking how wide the poet's scope &amp;amp; imagination are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4762166606432030299?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4762166606432030299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4762166606432030299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4762166606432030299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4762166606432030299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-14.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 14)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-804282171514505397</id><published>2010-08-23T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T16:58:33.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 13)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ready for a horrific image? Further into the seventh circle, harpies patrol a wilderness of thorns. When Virgil snaps a twig off one, it bleeds and screams in pain! Virgil explains that each bush is a soul; when Judgment Day comes, the resurrected bodies of these suicides will hang from their own branches (an echo of the arch-suicide, Judas). The thornbush weezes its tale through its broken stalk—he belonged to the court of Frederick II—but never gives his name. We're meant to deduce it, but the omission also suggests to me that Hell's punishments simultaneously emphasize and annihilate the self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-804282171514505397?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/804282171514505397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=804282171514505397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/804282171514505397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/804282171514505397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-13.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 13)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-7290775328626830201</id><published>2010-08-22T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T11:49:12.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 12)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;After &lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-11.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;last canto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s disquisition on sin, Canto 12 picks up the action. Sidling past the Minotaur (I love all the monsters!), Dante &amp;amp; Virgil come to a vast, boiling stream of blood: the River Phlegethon. Centaurs ring the strand, firing arrows at bobbing souls of the violent. Virgil enlists one to ford the river with Dante on its back (remember, Virgil is insubstantial &amp;amp; needs no help). How are the violent distinct from the wrathful of &lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-7.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Circle #4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, swimming in the Styx? It's more than mere degree: here are tyrants like Alexander and Attila along with career criminals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-7290775328626830201?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/7290775328626830201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=7290775328626830201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7290775328626830201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7290775328626830201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-12.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 12)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4714472747026488519</id><published>2010-08-20T15:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T15:31:45.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 11)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Commenting on a ripening stench, Virgil notes they're descending into the seventh circle. The final three rings are a class apart from the first six: here are sins of violence &amp;amp; treachery against others (including God), not merely sins of the mind. The book careful parses the sins in its deepest probe of metaphysics so far. It's hard to comprehend this position from our humanist point-of-view. When Dante shows pity for the hellbound, he's chastized by Virgil. The damned deserve their God-given punishments. But I can't help seeing an ambiguity in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Inferno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;, because it describes them with such humanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4714472747026488519?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4714472747026488519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4714472747026488519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4714472747026488519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4714472747026488519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-11.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 11)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-5297131831475626113</id><published>2010-08-19T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T11:42:26.338-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 10)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Where the last canto clanged with action, this one turns inward. Dante takes a moment to chat with Farinata, a Florentine rival whose sin was stoicism—a blasphemous philosophy. Ironically, Farinata strides from his tomb in an echo of Christ's Resurrection. And he earns a complex respect from Dante, since he was a fierce defender of Florence in Italian politics. Dante also shows sympathy for the family's exile, especially once Farinata foresees Dante's own banishment. The damned, it seems, have a prophetic vision that tethers them to the world. The exchange unsettles our narrator, ending the canto on a pensive note. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-5297131831475626113?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/5297131831475626113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=5297131831475626113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/5297131831475626113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/5297131831475626113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-10.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 10)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-1730068957182021420</id><published>2010-08-18T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T10:53:45.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 9)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-8.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last canto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ended on a cliffhanger, with Dante &amp;amp; Virgil barred from the City of Dis. Now, Virgil reports that reinforcements are on their way. Then he mentions his first trip from Limbo into Hell, back when he was newly late (thus filling in the backstory since his death in 19 BC). His anecdote's interrupted, however, by an attack from the Furies &amp;amp; Medusa (described only via sound—Dante doesn't see her, of course)! Then a heavenly angel appears, scattering the damned &amp;amp; storming the gates. It's thrilling! Inside, Circle #6: a traditional hellscape burns the souls of heretics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-1730068957182021420?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/1730068957182021420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=1730068957182021420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1730068957182021420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1730068957182021420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-9.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 9)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-6960777145682768070</id><published>2010-08-17T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T10:07:52.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 8)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Dante notices that the Stygian ferry only draws water when he's aboard—a subtle reminder that Virgil's an insubstantial spirit like the rest of the damned. They're represented this canto by an arrogant Florentine, Filippo Argenti, who gets singled out for abuse—first verbally by Dante, who knew the guy personally, and then physically (spiritually?) by the skiff's crew! It docks at Dis, the great city of the Fallen Angels of Hell. From the parapets, they jeer at Dante for risking his still-living spirit and move to bar the gates. For the first time, Virgil seems worried… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-6960777145682768070?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/6960777145682768070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=6960777145682768070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6960777145682768070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6960777145682768070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-8.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 8)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-7665873688210577210</id><published>2010-08-16T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T10:23:23.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 7)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Another fiend guards the fourth ring: Plutus, Roman God of Wealth. Before him, in a display of pointlessness that reminds me of Sisyphus, a mob of avaricious &amp;amp; prodigal shove heavy casques in circles, some clockwise &amp;amp; some counter-, reversing direction when they collide. Most of the greedy ones are clerics, who've rejected the asceticism of Christ. Virgil (maybe in response to &lt;a href="http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-6.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canto 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s report on Florence?) waxes allegorical on Fortune, who lifts some people &amp;amp; nations while dashing others. And then, at the River Styx, the wrathful wrestle among themselves, holding each other under the brackish water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-7665873688210577210?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/7665873688210577210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=7665873688210577210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7665873688210577210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7665873688210577210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-7.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 7)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-6995564049172073333</id><published>2010-08-15T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T15:48:17.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 6)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Dante, preoccupied, finds himself in a fetid downpour, facing three-headed Cerberus. FYI, if you encounter Cerberus, toss dirt in its mouth. Now in the third circle, Dante stops to chat with one Ciacco (the nickname means 'pig', the sin is gluttony), who's the first contemporary Florentine he's met. Caccio has some dire prophecies for the city, riven by factionalism that had recently sent Dante into exile. Even more spooked, Dante asks Virgil about the metaphysics of damnation. After the Day of Judgment, punishments will be greater, and so the damned will be closer to perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-6995564049172073333?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/6995564049172073333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=6995564049172073333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6995564049172073333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6995564049172073333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-6.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 6)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-2547826297978177204</id><published>2010-08-14T13:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T13:39:46.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;At the second circle, we meet Minos, Judge of the Damned. In an echo of confession, the dead recite their sins; Minos coils his tail to signal which ring of the Underworld they belong in. Descending past him, we come upon a vivid sight: the lustful—Cleopatra, Tristan, Dido—are tossed in the air by a black squall, cursing God (and not themselves). One, “Francesca”, floats down to describe her sin: she and her lover were inspired to adultery over an epic romance about Lancelot. She's a powerful character, easy to sympathize with. But note the ironic dangers of reading! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-2547826297978177204?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/2547826297978177204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=2547826297978177204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2547826297978177204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2547826297978177204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-5.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 5)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-7047071926184826222</id><published>2010-08-11T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T15:06:27.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canto 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Into the Abyss! The Inferno's a giant pit with populated rings (“circles”) around the edges. Circle #1 is quiet &amp;amp; still: Limbo. It's Virgil's home turf, with the other pagans unlucky enough to be born before Christ's sacrifice. There's regret in Virgil's voice when he tells us that only once has anyone gone from Limbo to Heaven: the Judaic prophets, paroled by Jesus Himself. Dante &amp;amp; Virgil talk shop with Homer, Horace, &amp;amp; Ovid—Dante's got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;chutzpah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; classing himself with them! Then there's a Homeric list of Limbo's denizens, mythic (Hector), historical (Socrates), even a Muslim (Averroes).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-7047071926184826222?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/7047071926184826222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=7047071926184826222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7047071926184826222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7047071926184826222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-4.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (canto 4)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4838596056680875243</id><published>2010-08-10T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T08:11:36.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Canto 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;We pass under the famous archway inscribed “Abandon All Hope…” into Hell—or its vestibule, at least. Before the River Acheron, a mob of 'neutrals' mingle with the angels who took neither side during Satan's Rebellion. Neither dead nor alive, they're ignored by Heaven, Hell, mortals, &amp;amp; even Virgil. Their indeterminate identity even extends to their allegorical emblem: a blank standard. At the river, an old man whose eyes glow like coals snarls at Dante, confused by his living body. It's Charon, the ferryman of Greek myth. Dante faints at the sight, so he's unconscious when he enters Hell itself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4838596056680875243?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4838596056680875243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4838596056680875243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4838596056680875243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4838596056680875243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno_10.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-5890412173466560880</id><published>2010-08-09T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T20:00:04.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (August 9)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/an-error-of-the-midtown-west/2119207/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;AN ERROR OF THE MOON&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lovely phrase―must be Shakespeare! Yep, it's from &lt;i&gt;Othello&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; it refers to lunacy. I'm a sucker for allusions to Shakespeare, even the same tired quotes (eg &lt;i&gt;Infinite Jest&lt;/i&gt;). Here, an ambiguity: the moon may be the cause of human error, or the moon itself acts against nature. What does the phrase suggest about the show? Madness, mutability, &amp;amp; a writer with a good ear for poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/performance/new-york-international-fringe/1223704/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE NEW YORK CITY INTERNATIONAL FRINGE FESTIVAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lot of utilitarian words. “Fringe Festival” is as inseparable a phrase here as “New York City”, cluing us as to what to expect―fringe theater is almost a genre unto itself. In press materials, the unwieldy title is shortened to &lt;i&gt;FringeNYC&lt;/i&gt;, which isn't great but it presents the same info with slightly more flourish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/happy-in-the-poorhouse-east-village/2119196/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY IN THE POORHOUSE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smart bit of poetry. The Ps play off each other well, and the seesaw of long &amp;amp; short vowels add swing. There's a ironic whimsy to the phrase, especially since the poorhouse is literally debtor's prison. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/hedda-gabler/2119160/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HEDDA GABLER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibsen came up with a bunch of good titles, from &lt;i&gt;Pillars of the Community&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;i&gt;When We Dead Awaken&lt;/i&gt;. Hedda is one of the few where he follows the convention of naming the play after its protagonist. But (spoiler alert?!) in the play, she's Hedda Tesman; 'Gabler' is her maiden name. It's a subtle twist aimed at the attentive viewer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-punishing-blow-midtown-west/2119076/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE PUNISHING BLOW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A phrase that hangs between boxing idiom and cliché (according to Google, it's a spell in &lt;i&gt;World of Warcraft&lt;/i&gt;). Still, “The Punishing Blow” is a good phrase and a good title. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-5890412173466560880?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/5890412173466560880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=5890412173466560880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/5890412173466560880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/5890412173466560880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/theater-title-bout-august-9.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (August 9)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-1939355934832390406</id><published>2010-08-09T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T08:07:26.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Canto 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;After invoking a muse, Dante describes his first action: a display of cowardice, though couched in humility. He reminds Virgil that he's no Aeneas or Paul, who both harrowed Hell. One founded Rome, the other Christianity; by extension, the Comedy is just as important! Virgil bucks Dante up by telling him that Beatrice appointed him to guide Dante thru the Inferno. Beatrice is luminous, a heavenly emanation fixed in a hierarchy of holy women (Mary Herself sent a virgin martyr to point Dante's crisis out to Bea), too refined to descend into Hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-1939355934832390406?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/1939355934832390406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=1939355934832390406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1939355934832390406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1939355934832390406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-6560286785184299256</id><published>2010-08-08T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T09:18:41.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canto 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Dante, 36 years old (my age!), has experienced a life crisis; as a poet, he's compelled to write about his recovery. It takes the narrative form of getting lost in an eerie valley and threatened by wild beasts—a vivid metaphor that rings true to anyone who's struggled with depression. But his description, despite its precision and liveliness, has the tone of a dream, especially the way his hero, the Roman poet Virgil, appears from nowhere to guide him to safety.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-6560286785184299256?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/6560286785184299256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=6560286785184299256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6560286785184299256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6560286785184299256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-canto-1.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4399905396635451452</id><published>2010-08-07T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T10:43:27.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading: Inferno (intro)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Ai6SPnwsA/TF2ahCrtDAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/W3-kS3Q8jS0/s1600/-1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Ai6SPnwsA/TF2ahCrtDAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/W3-kS3Q8jS0/s200/-1.gif" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Why Dante's &lt;i&gt;Inferno&lt;/i&gt;? Lady Hotspur &amp;amp; I plan to visit Florence in October. And I enjoy laying a foundation for trips by exploring the literature of my destination. So it seems like the perfect excuse to read the masterpiece, written c. 1305-20, at the dawn of Florence's Renaissance heyday. I'll be reading and reporting on a canto each day for the next month, at about a 100 words per entry. But first, an introduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Narrative poems have a push-pull rhythm that combines the momentum of storytelling with the careful parsing of poetry. The rhyme scheme of The Divine Comedy mirrors this rhythm: ABA BCB CDC DED EFE…. Dante introduces a third rhyme then moves back to resolve the second. The content also shifts constantly between realistic observations, vivid metaphors, emotional self-reflection, mythic/historical allusion, Christian allegory, metaphysical inquiry, &amp;amp; Florentine current events. It makes for an incredibly dense epic, but it's also remarkably accessible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;FYI, I'm reading the Hollander translation,&amp;nbsp; published in 2000 AD. It prints the original Italian on the left leaf &amp;amp; the English translation on the right. I like the option of breaking down Dante's phrasing to compare it with the translation, and my knowledge of Latin languages is just good enough to recognize some word roots. The Hollanders don't bother to rhyme their translation (I approve, as English isn't nearly as good as Italian for rhyming).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;What else should you know? Cantos are about 110-150 lines long, the perfect length for one a day. The Hollanders include notes at the end of each canto rather than at the foot of the page. I read the canto then skim the endnotes for the allusions &amp;amp; political references. Inferno has 34 cantos; the subsequent volumes are 33 cantos, making The Comedy an even 100 cantos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I hope you enjoy playing Dante to my Virgil as I guide you through the Inferno! See you tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4399905396635451452?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4399905396635451452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4399905396635451452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4399905396635451452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4399905396635451452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-reading-inferno-intro.html' title='Summer Reading: Inferno (intro)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Ai6SPnwsA/TF2ahCrtDAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/W3-kS3Q8jS0/s72-c/-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-7742083166550718676</id><published>2010-07-27T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T13:56:23.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (July 27)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/abraham-lincolns-big-gay-midtown-west/2092592/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ABRAHAM LINCOLN'S BIG GAY DANCE PARTY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, you see this sort of overelaborate, comically titillating title at festival shows, especially the Fringe. I admire &amp;amp; commend the impulse to stand out, to communicate the show's tone, and to describe precisely what it delivers―it's the sort of audience consideration that most playwrights ignore (and thus this column!). Maybe one's trying a little too hard, but damn it, it does sound like fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-pied-pipers-of-east-village/2092564/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE PIED PIPERS OF THE LOWER EAST SIDE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is a great title: memorable, descriptive, and specific to the show. “Pied Pipers” has a touch of whimsy &amp;amp; makes you wonder who the pipers are. “Lower East Side” has a specific set of attributes―a cool balance of classic NYC ethnicity &amp;amp; 21st-century gentrification―that suggest a rich backdrop. It's even free verse pentameter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/secrets-of-the-trade-midtown-east/2092551/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SECRETS OF THE TRADE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sort of trade? It could be plumbing or prostitution, a swap of athletes or stocks. This title doesn't quite tell you enough to be tempting, but the promise of secrets are always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/wife-to-james-whelan-midtown-west/2092499/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;WIFE TO JAMES WHELAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A clunky one, with no syncopation. The odd grammatical structure guides the attention away from the named character to an unnamed one &amp;amp; to the status of the marriage itself. It's trying to be clever but not quite succeeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-7742083166550718676?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/7742083166550718676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=7742083166550718676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7742083166550718676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7742083166550718676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/07/theater-title-bout-july-27.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (July 27)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-8422746729255135622</id><published>2010-07-23T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T14:54:23.229-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>TV: Mad Men, season 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;The serial nature of TV can act on a show like wind resistance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mad Men&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Sopranos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, had a great debut season partly because it could stand alone. The second season, on the other hand, spent so much time rebooting, its open-ended climax—Don's return to Westchester, Betty's pregnancy—felt like further set-up. But the third season sidesteps this issue with a spectacular season finale that revitalizes the show's plot engine. Don's identity, always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mad Men&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;'s core, is simultaneously stripped and souped up. He fights to keep his workplace family, but surrenders his home life without a fight. In the final scene, his colleagues literally move into his (hotel) room! Every strand of plot comes into play this final episode, possibly the show's strongest so far.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;But even before the finale, season three displays tight writing and a growing integration (pun intended) between the characters' personal lives and the period's social change. The creators realize how superb Christina Hendricks is, adding substantially to her character's arc. Joan's dubious marriage and love of work acts as a foil for Don's while deepening the male/female dichotomy that's another central theme. A fine character is added to the cast (earnest, concise Lane Pryce) and another gets elaborated well (daughter Sally). Okay, #3 isn't perfect: as with season 2, Don's mistress is a wan character who won't be missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;The bigger misstep is the forfeiture of Pete &amp;amp; Peggy's stature as secondary protagonists to give Betty a larger role. January Jones embarasses herself: there's no gap between the actor's emptiness and the role's. In a few scenes, she's outacted by 10-year-old Kiernen Shipka as Sally! It's especially frustrating since the universe of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mad Men&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; bends around Betty like gravity. Hopefully, the upcoming season will readjust to its new status quo by giving Betty less screentime. The finale cut away much of the larger cast; ideally it'll pursue the intimacy that a newer, leaner firm affords the show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-8422746729255135622?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/8422746729255135622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=8422746729255135622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8422746729255135622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/8422746729255135622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/07/tv-mad-men-season-3.html' title='TV: Mad Men, season 3'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-5865840805323330893</id><published>2010-07-20T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T14:29:27.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (July 20)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for Metromix NY. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/4play-greenwich-village/1742439/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4PLAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very postmodern and Y2K to mingle Arabic numerals with Roman letters. But the number opens space for a puns on sexual foreplay while suggesting that the show is simply playful (“for play”). I wonder if there are four performers in this juggling extravaganza? Hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/trust-midtown-west/2079044/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRUST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvis Costello called an album &lt;i&gt;Trust&lt;/i&gt;, and Hal Hartley did the same with a movie, and Wikipedia lists plenty of other songs, TV shows, political parties, etc. Even if this play deals ingeniously with a business monopoly, an arrangement of property for a minor, and the concept of confidence in a person or idea, its title implies lazy thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-5865840805323330893?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/5865840805323330893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=5865840805323330893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/5865840805323330893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/5865840805323330893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/07/theater-title-bout-july-20.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (July 20)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-540607773738808703</id><published>2010-07-13T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T09:14:19.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (July 13)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/search/results?keywords=midtown+international"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/east-to-edinburgh-festival-midtown-east/2063946/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;EAST TO EDINBURGH FESTIVAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a sense of adventure to the phrase “East to Edinburgh”. The Scottish capital is world-famous for its theater festival, which lends its excitement and quality to this one. And there's an implied definite article: &lt;i&gt;East to [the] Edinburgh Festival&lt;/i&gt;. Not bad, though not great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/midtown-international-theater-festival/2063964/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE MIDTOWN INTERNATIONAL THEATER FESTIVAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Midtown International” sounds like a hotel. It's the sort of corporate-speak that, on analysis, is a stupid paradox (it's local &amp;amp; it's global!). And who goes to midtown for theater? There's no style called “midtown theater”, it's either “downtown” or “uptown” in NYC. An ugly, utilitarian title that kills the celebratory connotation of “festival”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/puppetry-of-the-penis-noho/2064019/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PUPPETRY OF THE PENIS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe but this title is strictly descriptive, no metaphor involved. And aside from the alliteration, it's not very poetic: “penis” isn't the most euphonic Latin word, &amp;amp; its long “e” and sibilant “s” jar against the spritely “puppetry”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/see-rock-city-midtown-west/2064059/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEE ROCK CITY &amp;amp; OTHER DESTINATIONS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This title's playful imperative and allusion to old US postcards (“See beautiful Niagara Falls!”) makes it work. “Rock City” implies a mythic Jerusalem of rock'n'roll where drugs are cheap, sex is cheaper, pants are tight, and the girls are either skanky or androgynous (or boys!). It makes me want to visit, and to find out what the other destinations are.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-540607773738808703?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/540607773738808703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=540607773738808703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/540607773738808703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/540607773738808703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/07/theater-title-bout-july-13.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (July 13)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-7270354111437958532</id><published>2010-07-06T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T20:24:07.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (July 6)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's new plays for &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I'm often disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/bachelorette/2052605/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BACHELORETTE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one-word title is surprisingly okay. The sole context for the word “bachelorette” is, of course, the rave-up thrown for a bride on the eve of her wedding. This writer implies the party by its omission while bringing focus to the protagonist. Clever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/falling-for-eve-midtown-east/2052607/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FALLING FOR EVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writers, take note: gerunds add a sense of dynamism. This title spells out the arc of the play: a love story (“falling”, lamely, has no secondary meaning here). The biblical allusion builds the love-object up nicely, suggesting she'll be strong-willed, possibly even an antagonist or at least the instigator of plot complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/lincoln-center-festival-2010/2052609/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LINCOLN CENTER FESTIVAL 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A utilitarian title, pretty dull. The works in the festival do better: the retro style of the Blind Boys of Alabama, the conceptual oddity of &lt;i&gt;A Disappearing Number&lt;/i&gt;, the promise of spectacle in &lt;i&gt;The Battle of Stalingrad&lt;/i&gt;. Worst title: the postmodern punctuation of &lt;i&gt;Varèse: (R)Evolution&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/ptp-nyc-festival-2010-chelsea/2052613/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PTP/NYC FESTIVAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does PTP stand for? Knowing that might entice me to catch this festival; not knowing alienates me. Maybe that's deliberate, since the festival includes work like &lt;i&gt;Plevna: Meditations on Hatred&lt;/i&gt; (the prickly Howard Barker, natch). The best title in this fest, no contest, is &lt;i&gt;Lovesong of the Electric Bear&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/sweet-sweet-motherhood-soho/2052614/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SWEET SWEET MOTHERHOOD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ambivalent here. The “motherhood” gives off a saccharine flavor of Victorian sentimentality, but the repetition of “sweet” suggests that it might be meant ironically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/undergroundzero-festival-2010-east-village/2052611/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;UNDERGROUNDZERO FESTIVAL 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of this week's three festivals, this one's got the best name. Okay, so collapsing a phrase into one word is dubious. But I do enjoy the ambiguity: is it “under ground zero” or “underground zero”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/with-glee-midtown-west/2052617/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;WITH GLEE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's not intentionally capitalizing on the popular musical TV show, this title should catch a few more eyeballs―which should be one of a title's goals. Actually, I like &lt;i&gt;With Glee&lt;/i&gt; more than &lt;i&gt;Glee&lt;/i&gt;, since the preposition implies the tenor of actions rather than a simple emotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-7270354111437958532?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/7270354111437958532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=7270354111437958532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7270354111437958532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/7270354111437958532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/07/theater-title-bout-july-6.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (July 6)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-2364243717195868327</id><published>2010-06-29T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:35:32.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (June 28)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's shows for &lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;. I'm so disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/ill-be-damned-gramercy/2036835/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'LL BE DAMNED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titles rarely use full sentences, not for any substantial reason but because of convention. This one adds a dollop of ambiguity: a literal meaning suggests a Faustian plot, while the idiomatic meaning adds a surprised inflection. Simple but effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/viagara-falls-midtown-west/2036884/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;VIAGARA FALLS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love puns, and approve of their use in titles. But this one bugs me, mostly because it goes out of its way to misspell “Viagra”. Every time I read it, I hear “vye-uh-GAR-ruh”. Otherwise, it's not terrible, since it tells you the show's genre (comedy) and style (punning schtick &amp;amp; Viagra jokes).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-2364243717195868327?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/2364243717195868327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=2364243717195868327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2364243717195868327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2364243717195868327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/06/theater-title-bout-june-28.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (June 28)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-3268380875423275978</id><published>2010-06-22T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:13:13.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (June 21)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's shows for &lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I'm so disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-zero-hour-tribeca/2023301/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE ZERO HOUR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero is a cool number, partly because in a sense it's not a number. And the phrase “zero hour” has a built-in sense of tension: a countdown to the dramatic event. That's probably why it's a cliché. According to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zero_hour"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, "Zero Hour" is the title to sci-fi tales by Ray Bradbury, Rod Serling, &lt;i&gt;Star Trek&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; DC comics as well as random radio programs, TV documentaries, &amp;amp; a prog-metal band. Hell, there's another show playing Off-Broadway right now called &lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/zero-hour-midtown-west/1597736/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zero Hour&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;––about Zero Mostel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-3268380875423275978?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/3268380875423275978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=3268380875423275978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/3268380875423275978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/3268380875423275978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/06/theater-title-bout-june-21.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (June 21)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-40147677345458108</id><published>2010-06-15T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T09:50:46.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (June 14)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's shows for &lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;. I'm so disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/family-dinner-midtown-west/2008437/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAMILY DINNER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad title, in that it proclaims the arena of conflict. It also solidly (even rigidly) defines the setting/style as bourgeois realism. So a ticket-buyer knows what she's getting, which is more than most titles offer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/ideal-midtown-east/2008424/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;IDEAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A deceptively complex title: there's not as many shades of meaning to “ideal” as you'd think. Instead, it sets the audience up for a play about ideals, morals, ethics… which, really, is every play. The playwright's Ayn Rand, so the absence of subtext and irony shouldn't surprise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/nunsense-west-village/2008415/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NUNSENSE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's possible to read a lot into this one: you figure James Joyce would've loved how it undercuts Catholicism through a play-on-words. Or maybe it's a Bugs Bunny cartoon set in a convent. Actually, it's a franchise show about wacky nuns―squandering a title with potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/on-the-levee-midtown-west/2008361/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ON THE LEVEE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word “levee” implies Mississippi floods and Delta blues. And in summer 2010, BP's oil disaster orbits the word's association with the Gulf Coast and Hurricane Katrina. It's a word weighted with the potential for communal tragedy, a Chekhov's Gun of a word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-40147677345458108?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/40147677345458108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=40147677345458108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/40147677345458108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/40147677345458108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/06/theater-title-bout-june-14.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (June 14)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-6164174665901310964</id><published>2010-06-08T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T15:26:05.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shakespeare'/><title type='text'>Theater: Title Bout (June 7)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings on the week's shows for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/"&gt;Metromix NY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. I'm so disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/dance_event/american-document-chelsea/1994789/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;AMERICAN DOCUMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;What a nondescript title, it sounds like a dull book about the Constitution. And it's pompous: using the adjective “American” is like draping your show in the flag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/freed-midtown-east/1995189/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;FREED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Actually, for a one-word title, this isn't bad. “Freed” suggests emancipation or it suggests parole. The former implies a key event in US history; the latter has built-in tension (“freed” suggests wrongful imprisonment, unlike "released", "remanded", &amp;amp; "paroled").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/little-doc-west-village/1995365/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;LITTLE DOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Presumably this show's about a son who lives in his father's shadow. Will we learn why Dad's nicknamed “Doc” and is the reason interesting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-merchant-of-venice/1995187/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;THE MERCHANT OF VENICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Great writer, Shakespeare, but hit-or-miss on titles. In practical terms, this is one of his best. It's not just a name (eg &lt;i&gt;Hamlet&lt;/i&gt;) or a generic phrase (eg &lt;i&gt;As You Like It&lt;/i&gt;). It's specific to the show, it sets the scene in a cosmopolitan city and raises the theme of mercantilism. It focuses the attention on one character (though the Merchant, ironically, is neither the romantic lead nor the villain). Good job, Will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/modotti-midtown-west/1965612/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;MODOTTI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;The problem, however, with titling your show for your protagonist is that it's nondescript. Figure this protag is Italian; what else do you know about the show? Unless you're heavy into feminist art-history or activism, you probably don't recognize &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tina_Modotti"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. So despite the heavy sound, &lt;i&gt;Modotti&lt;/i&gt; lacks the weight that's makes a one-name title strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/reflections-of-a-heart-midtown-west/1995385/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;REFLECTIONS OF A HEART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;I generally like poetic titles but I find this one a little maudlin. “Reflections” implies mirrors as well as self-awareness and candor; good so far. But “of a Heart” just sets my teeth on edge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/sister-myotiss-bible-camp-midtown-west/1995415/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;SISTER MYOTIS'S BIBLE CAMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;It's not pretty but it mostly serves its function: you know what the show's about. Probably a comedy, with an odd name like “Myotis” (which, FYI, is a genus of “bat”, but who knows that?). Or maybe it just reminds me of “Sister Mary Ignatius…”, Durang's lampoon of Catholic school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/when-we-go-upon-midtown-east/1995420/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;WHEN WE GO UPON THE SEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ooh, very poetical: trochaic tetrameter with a missing syllable for emphasis! “Upon” is kind of archaic—poetic license to balance the rhythm. It also sets up a dramatic scenario (literal or metaphorical) of sea-voyage, enlisting us along the way. It's like the plot has started just by your reading the title! This one's &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-winters-tale/1995186/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;THE WINTER'S TALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, Shakespeare probably didn't come up with his own titles. But &lt;i&gt;The Winter's Tale &lt;/i&gt;is such an oddity, both for him and the era, that I've wondered if he titled it himself—esp. cuz it's so good. The medieval “Tale” gives it an intimate feeling. The definite article implies three more seasonal tales, each taking its tone and possibly theme from its climate. Altogether, it implies a work meant to warm you on a cold night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-6164174665901310964?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/6164174665901310964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=6164174665901310964' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6164174665901310964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6164174665901310964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/06/theater-title-bout-june-7.html' title='Theater: Title Bout (June 7)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-4477069057371053975</id><published>2010-06-01T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T10:24:01.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Monday Night Title Bout (May 31)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings about the week's shows for Metromix NY. I'm usually disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose to call their work, so I'm reviewing the titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through its link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/amerimessiah-east-village/1976853/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMERIMESSIAH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portmanteaus are tricky to work with: they should seem to combine naturally a pair of concepts into one fluid word. “Amerimessiah” is useful―our culture loves a heroic leader/savior more than a cooperative effort―but it doesn't quite work as poetry. Ultimately, I admire the effort but not the execution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/dietrich-and-chevalier-the-midtown-west/1976850/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;DIETRICH AND CHEVALIER: THE MUSICAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I detest the clause “The Musical”. A product of marketing, it shows no imagination. And in this case, it's redundant: if the audience will see this show simply cuz of their names, then they already know that Dietrich &amp;amp; Chevalier were actor-singers. Also I'm skeptical of their name-drawing power in 2010. Incidentally, their given names would be a better, more euphonic choice: &lt;i&gt;Marlene &amp;amp; Maurice&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/dreams-of-the-washer-midtown-west/1976849/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAMS OF THE WASHER KING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's got a nice burst of poetry to it, located in the “dreams” that are the work's subject (and what does a king dream about?), in the fable-like phrasing, and even the subtle rhyming nod to the “Fisher King”. Ambiguously, a “washer king” may be an industrial magnate of die-cast metal discs or of household machines (a la “the Sausage King of Chicago”), or he may rule over something else entirely, literally or metaphorically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-grand-manner-lincoln-square/1976848/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE GRAND MANNER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretentious. It borrows its high tone from the acting style that, in modern times, is seen as bombastic. There's no ambiguity or irony to &lt;i&gt;The Grand Manner&lt;/i&gt;, just lionization and a blunt laying-out of subject and theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/order-midtown-west/1976847/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ORDER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good one-word title with plenty of meanings. A command, a heirarchy, a state of being, a taxonomy, a selection from a menu: hopefully, the playwright plays around with all of these definitions and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/othello-midtown-west/1976846/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;OTHELLO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakespeare resorted to formula to title his tragedies, though who knows if he even picked the title himself? FYI,&amp;nbsp; the full title is &lt;i&gt;The Tragedy of Othello, the Moor of Venice&lt;/i&gt;, which tells you exactly what you're going to see. Utilitarian but specific, those eight words allow producers a lot of range for titling, which they don't take advantage of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/paris-syndrome-soho/1976845/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PARIS SYNDROME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't enjoy a good syndrome? This one's a variation on “&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stendhal_syndrome"&gt;Stendhal Syndrome&lt;/a&gt;”, which describes a nervous condition tourists get when they're overwhelmed by the art in Florence, Italy. Plus, this phrase works simply as a title, implying a foreigner's adventure in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/seven-minutes-in-heaven-soho/1976840/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An allusion to the '04 bestseller &lt;i&gt;90 Minutes in Heaven&lt;/i&gt;, a pastor's account of his near-death experience. For some reason, I suspect that the reference is meant ironically―maybe that's just my own stereotype of NY theater artists as agnostics who're more focused on the here-and-now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/summerworks-festival-2010-soho/1976838/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMERWORKS FESTIVAL 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine a duller title for a summer theater festival, except maybe &lt;i&gt;Summer Theater Festival&lt;/i&gt;. Do they produce new plays, free outdoor Shakespeare, puppet dramas or what? This gun-metal grey title isn't telling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-4477069057371053975?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4477069057371053975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=4477069057371053975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4477069057371053975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/4477069057371053975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/06/monday-night-title-bout-may-31.html' title='Monday Night Title Bout (May 31)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-1852683607761920232</id><published>2010-05-26T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T10:21:06.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Monday Night Title Bout (May 24)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings about the week's shows for Metromix NY. I'm usually disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose to call their work, so I'm reviewing the titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through the link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/prophecy-east-village/1965394/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PROPHECY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Only one title this week, and it's a squib. One word, full of portention yet maddeningly vague. It could serve as the alternate title for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oedipus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, you know? Or maybe it's a 1960s jazz piece? Try harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-1852683607761920232?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/1852683607761920232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=1852683607761920232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1852683607761920232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/1852683607761920232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/05/monday-night-title-bout-may-24.html' title='Monday Night Title Bout (May 24)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-367564855277193578</id><published>2010-05-18T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T10:24:40.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Monday Night Title Bout (May 17)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings about the week's shows for Metromix NY. I'm usually disappointed by what playwrights choose to call their work, so I'm reviewing their titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through the link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/dusk-rings-a-bell-chelsea/1953281/content"&gt;DUSK RINGS A BELL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lovely title but an odd one. If you try to take the image literally (a doorbell at twilight?), it slips away into metaphor (death at the door?). It's even better when you consider the idiom “rings a bell”, in the sense of a vague memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/jacks-precious-moment-midtown-east/1953283/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;JACK'S PRECIOUS MOMENT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good title! It specifies a dramatic event, yet that “precious” makes the “moment” so fleeting. Jack, although a common nickname, here has a fairy tale quality that gives the work an archetypal resonance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/new-islands-archipelago-financial-district/1953288/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEW ISLANDS ARCHIPELAGO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This title means to peg the story's location (or maybe destination) but it doesn't do much work. The islands' newness does add interest but also confusion: are they “new” islands or the New Islands? The former is exciting, the latter generic. Also, I suspect it's redundant to use both “islands” and “archipelago”. I'd pick “archipelago” since it's more precise yet more unconventional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/paternity-west-village/1953292/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PATERNITY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we know the theme of the show! This one doesn't offer much ambiguity, but maybe the execution will show it to have some depth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/year-zero/1953294/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;YEAR ZERO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad try, if a little portentous. “Year Zero” suggests an inciting event of historical proportions. But a glance at Wikipedia confirms that it's dreadfully common: three albums, five songs, and two books, plus a few movies about Cambodia―where the phrase refers to revolutionary policies of the Khmer Rouge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-367564855277193578?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/367564855277193578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=367564855277193578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/367564855277193578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/367564855277193578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/05/every-week-i-compose-listings-about.html' title='Monday Night Title Bout (May 17)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-6595498029995304163</id><published>2010-05-11T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T09:23:55.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Monday Night Title Bout (May 10)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings about the week's shows for Metromix NY. I'm usually disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work. So I'm reviewing the titles now. Not the shows (I haven't seen them yet) just the titles. To read about the content of each show, click through the link to my listings on Metromix NY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-bilbao-effect/1940024/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE BILBAO EFFECT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/past/issues/2002/09/rybczynski.htm"&gt;critical term&lt;/a&gt; for how building commissions, especially in out-of-the-way places, select high-profile architects so the work will lure tourists &amp;amp; good press (named for the Guggenheim in Bilbao, Spain). It doesn't quite have everyday currency, but it's nice &amp;amp; specific. So we know that this show involves architects seeking work and maybe even the tensions between acclaim, aesthetic talent, &amp;amp; money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/killing-women-midtown-west/1940027/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;KILLING WOMEN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerunds are useful tools for titling. Is “Killing” an adjective or a verb here? Are women doing the killing or the dying? A canny writer will make sure that both interpretations fit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-6595498029995304163?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/6595498029995304163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=6595498029995304163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6595498029995304163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/6595498029995304163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/05/monday-night-title-bout-may-10.html' title='Monday Night Title Bout (May 10)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-2220463665957189378</id><published>2010-05-03T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T16:38:27.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Monday Nite Title Bout (May 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings about the week's shows for Metromix NY. I'm usually disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work: most of them are't even trying to tempt you into the theater. So I'm reviewing the titles now. And if you want to read my reviews of shows, click here.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-glass-house-midtown-west/1925267/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE GLASS HOUSE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this title, despite or maybe because it draws on a cliché. It plays on prior knowledge, a tactic that makes you feel smart. And it directs us to that glass house: clever, since the saying itself focuses on the people who live there. And by the final curtain, it will presumably be shattered by the play's conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-housewives-of-mannheim-midtown-east/1925329/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE HOUSEWIVES OF MANNHEIM&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This formulation―“The X-people of Y-place”―is right after “protagonist's name” in recipes for a title. Here, “housewives” set up the cast and possibly a theme (female domain? feminist emancipation?). Mannheim's a large city in Germany. But is the show about &lt;i&gt;hausfrauen&lt;/i&gt;, or are they just mentioned anecdotally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-master-builder-midtown-west/1925269/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE MASTER BUILDER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the titles to many classics, &lt;i&gt;The Master Builder&lt;/i&gt; is a brand as much as a descriptor. I find it a little unwieldy and portentous―but I suppose that's the intent, given Ibsen's interest in genius &amp;amp; creation. The original Norwegian title, FYI, is &lt;i&gt;Bygmester Solness&lt;/i&gt;, which adds the protagonist's name to his title for specificity &amp;amp; subtly alludes to the sun (=Sol; see the play's Icarus theme).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-metal-children-gramercy/1925359/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE METAL CHILDREN&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This curiosity could go several ways, an artful ambiguity that the play may (or may not) clear up. Adding “metal” to “children” shows real poetry. It turns children―happy, playful―into mechanized metaphors. Or it's the opposite, maybe “metal” refers to the rock genre: rebellious teens who scare parents with &lt;i&gt;outré&lt;/i&gt; iconography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/oliver-parker-west-village/1925391/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;OLIVER PARKER!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidently, her producers convinced Liz Meriwether that &lt;i&gt;Oliver!&lt;/i&gt; was a glib, terrible title and that begging confusion with a popular (but awful) musical was counterproductive to finding your audience. The title's been augmented but it's still pretty bad. “Who's Oliver Parker? A nobody―the punctuation is ironic! Har har.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/this-wide-night-midtown-west/1925420/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS WIDE NIGHT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it lacks specificity about the show's content, &lt;i&gt;This Wide Night&lt;/i&gt; works as a title. It's unique, humble, and interesting: modifying “night” with “wide” makes sense poetically if not literally. And it nails down the action to one night. It's the sort of title that makes me optimistic for the playwright's ability to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/through-the-night-morningside-heights/1925450/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THROUGH THE NIGHT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm conflicted about &lt;i&gt;Through the Night&lt;/i&gt;. I enjoy its sense of the movement of time―it's interesting how this “night” feels hurried and full of momentum, whereas the “wide night” above feels reflective, even brooding. But the near-reference to the folk lullaby/carol brings this one a little close to cliché.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-truth-a-tragedy-tribeca/1925474/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE TRUTH: A TRAGEDY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solid construction but lacking euphony; it's a utilitarian set of words that impart depth and artistry via sheer weight of connotation. And it communicates a sense of irony, though I'm not sure how; maybe “tragedy” implies a fictional nature, which plays both with &amp;amp; against “truth”?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And on a personal note: happy birthday to Lady Hotspur!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-2220463665957189378?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/2220463665957189378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=2220463665957189378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2220463665957189378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/2220463665957189378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/05/monday-nite-title-bout-may-3.html' title='Monday Nite Title Bout (May 3)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-5582108194508644687</id><published>2010-04-26T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T20:57:46.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Monday Nite Title Bout (April 26)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings about the week's shows for Metromix NY. I'm usually disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work: most of them don't entice me into the theater. So I'm reviewing the titles.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/banana-shpeel-upper-west-side/1908737/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BANANA SHPEEL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think. On its own, “&lt;i&gt;spiel&lt;/i&gt;” is a great word: it has the connotation of a juicy story, plus it's German/Yiddish for “play”. Add the image of a classic pratfall and you've got a clever cross-lingual pun that might only work in NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-belle-of-belfast-west-village/1908739/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE BELLE OF BELFAST&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The echoing in this title helps it stick in the mind. And with just a touch of lyricism to “belle”, it re-emphasizes the Irish setting of Belfast and pegs a protagonist for us. Good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-burnt-part-boys-midtown-west/1908741/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE BURNT-PART BOYS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what to make of this title. What's a “burnt-part” and how does it modify “boys”? Maybe it's some sort of club, a nod to other insiders that will get explored in the show. But if you know nothing about the play, this title doesn't help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/de-novo-midtown-east/1908743/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;DE NOVO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latin phrases are a flag for pretension―especially when they're legal jargon like &lt;i&gt;de novo&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/performance/the-elaborate-entrance-of-midtown-west/1799365/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE ELABORATE ENTRANCE OF CHAD DEITY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rare, truly great title! There's real poetry to “elaborate entrance”, not just in the phrase's assonance but in its rhythm. It also sets up good expectations for a specific event in the show. And “Chad Deity” is a great name, a little satiric or allegorical. Take it all together, the title implies a thrilling &lt;i&gt;deus ex machina&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/graceland-midtown-west/1908746/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;GRACELAND&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show isn't a rock opera of Paul Simon's 1986 Grammy-winner, nor is it set at Elvis's homestead. Nope, it refers to a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Graceland_Cemetery"&gt;large cemetery in Chicago&lt;/a&gt;―which is okay when you're a Chicago playwright working in your hometown but less so when you get an out-of-town premiere. Why beg the confusion? Maybe because the word promises an actual or metaphoric setting for a transcendent experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/lascivious-something-midtown-west/1908748/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LASCIVIOUS SOMETHING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What works here is the seesaw contrast between the precision, density, and sibilance of “lascivious” and the vague, dull, cloddish-sounding “something”. Though it's a dangerously generic title (“something” don't contain much information), the poetry helps to counter that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/letters-to-the-end-midtown-west/1908750/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LETTERS TO THE END OF THE WORLD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This title sounds like a 1950s sci-fi paperback―which isn't an insult! It creates an atmosphere with only a few words: it takes a whimsical pessimism to address letters to “the end of the world.” And it begs the question of what period we live in, the writer's or the recipient's. Even if “end of the world” is metaphorical, it sounds cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/performance/passion-play/1799341/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PASSION PLAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of an entire genre gets a workout. Passion plays are traditional dramas depicting Christ's martyrdom. But this title also encompasses the modern romantic connotation of “passion”, with a touch of ambiguity: &lt;i&gt;Passion Play&lt;/i&gt; could be the punning title to a rom-com (the fun of “play”). Or it could be borrowing sobriety from the medieval genre for a operatic melodrama. Too much? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/restoration-east-village/1908753/content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;RESTORATION&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, the caveat of the one-word title: not much information. But &lt;i&gt;Restoration&lt;/i&gt; isn't dull; it's got a lot of meanings that the play could illuminate. It could allude to art/architecture, to a position of power, to the period of English history. It could (and probably does) refer to the protagonist's arc as well. Not bad, for a one-word title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195102361160836342-5582108194508644687?l=the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/5582108194508644687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3195102361160836342&amp;postID=5582108194508644687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/5582108194508644687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195102361160836342/posts/default/5582108194508644687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-fifth-wall.blogspot.com/2010/04/monday-nite-title-bout-april-26.html' title='Monday Nite Title Bout (April 26)'/><author><name>Hotspur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984978554994244178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195102361160836342.post-498741147439244979</id><published>2010-04-21T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T09:46:30.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titles'/><title type='text'>Monday Nite Title Bout (April 21)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every week, I compose listings about the week's shows for Metromix NY. I'm usually disappointed by the titles that playwrights choose for their work: most of them don't entice me into the theater. So I'm reviewing the titles now. And if you want to read my reviews of full shows, click here.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sorry for the late post this week, but I've been felled by a spring cold. On the upside, Elizabeth Meriwether has retitled her upcoming play &lt;i&gt;Oliver Parker!&lt;/i&gt;. Still not a good title, but what misplaced sense of irony told her to entitle the play &lt;i&gt;Oliver!&lt;/i&gt; in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/bobrauschenbergamerica-chelsea/1891908/content"&gt;BOBRAUSCHENBERGAMERICA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Remember when dotcoms were newfangled and it was cool to smoosh all your words into one long URL-style title &lt;i&gt;sans&lt;/i&gt; caps? &lt;i&gt;bobrauschenbergamerica&lt;/i&gt; looks dated now, but at least it has the effect of conflating artist and theme in one ungainly word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/elephant-sunset-park/1891921/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ELEPHANT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This sort of title is what inspired my posts in the first place. “Elephant” is an overworked noun that doesn't entice audiences or define its theme. Is this show an adaptation of Gus Van Sant's film about Columbine HS? a musical based on the White Stripes album? a satire of the Republican Party? a stage documentary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/empire-of-the-trees-midtown-west/1891964/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;EMPIRE OF THE TREES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The only title of the week longer than two words, &lt;i&gt;Empire&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; draws in its a potential audience with its implicit metaphor. The sylvan image undercuts the martial connotation of “empire”. You may not know what the show's about, but you're curious to hear whether the writing meets the expectations that the title sets up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/the-forest-new-york/1891971/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE FOREST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The concept of the forest is fraught with so many connotations (in Shakespeare, it symbolizes freedom from civilization; in Jung it's fear of the unknown), this title tells us nothing. And if you're staging a masterpiece of Russian drama, consider adding the playwright's name: “Ostrovsky's The Forest”?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/gabriel-chelsea/1891975/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;GABRIEL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The standard “title = protagonist”, but with a twist: the absence of surname adds a touch of anonymity. Hopefully, playwright Moira Buffini picks the name partly as an allusion to the archangel who heralds the Last Judgment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.metromix.com/events/theater_event/milk-soho/1892017/content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MILK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Another questionable title: this show has nothing to do with the 2008 film that earned eight Oscar nominations. But putting that aside, it tersely sets up theme as well as subject. Milk is a powerful metaphor for sustenance and nourishment
