August Wilson's "Gem of the Ocean" is a surefire crowdpleaser in the right hands, such as those of the Fountain Theater, which has produced a vigorous revival.
Seventy-five years ago, critics scoffed but audiences cheered to the sleazily hilarious adventures of the shiftless no-accounts living along Erskine Caldwell's Georgia backwoods "Tobacco Road."
While many megatuners reveal unanticipated strengths when given an intimate staging, Havok Theater Company's 99-seat revival only accentuates the overblown crassness of 1993's "Kiss of the Spider…
Widely and unjustly dismissed as a self-hating misogynist screed, Clare Boothe Luce's 1936 "The Women" has found a director who prizes women and appreciates the play's specific satirical aims.
Sarah Ruhl's "Dead Man's Cell Phone" is an idiosyncratic work so indifferent to conventional norms that it will irk as many viewers as it captivates.