The dense, textured script is no cakewalk.
Adapter/director Doug Wright dispels all library mustiness from "Creditors."
South Coast Repertory finds a little gem in Julie Marie Myatt's "The Happy Ones."
"Parade" must be accounted, by any standard, Southern California's production of the year.
The Old Globe's tuner is a fumbled rehab effort, though Babatunde gives a taste of the genius.
From the co-creators of "Spamalot," it hardly seems a worthy tribute to offer up "Spamalittle."
Freudian ghost story about a psychic's uncertain relationship with the material world.
Annette Bening's "Medea" is a steely, resolutely feminist interpretation of Euripides' timeless child murderess.
Acting and design rich with the genuine breath of life more than compensate for a dearth of action.
One really wants to like "Matthew Modine Saves the Alpacas," but a premise is all they've got.
If the substance were even half as audacious as its title, the show would rock the house.