Miles Anderson steps assuredly into the late Nigel Hawthorne's signature role.
The surf report on "Surf Report" comes right out of a coast watch broadcast from its first act: "Buzzkill alert: It's flat as a Brownie troop out there."
This is one of those Celtic yarns in which people keep saying "shite" and "feck" for shock value.
Tony-winner "In the Heights" is very like the piragua sno-cone popular among the tuner's heat-besieged barrio residents.
In a one-night preem at the Paley Center for Media, vigorous reminiscence (accompanied by vintage video clips and contemporary testimonials) rehabilitates the rep of the lady who turned entertainment…
Cinematic rather than theatrical, the yarn is lively and action packed.
Personal catastrophe pulls a family out of its complacency.
Its keen observation of war's stress points abroad and at home marks the cast as talents to watch.
Barbara Nell Beery's '60s-era memory play doesn't add much new or authentic to the genre.
The characters' responses to trauma are far fresher than their philosophizing.
Hopes of an insiders' tell-all about role, tuner or profession are quickly dashed in "Road to Saigon."