Duncan Pflaster - Page 10

Yet another humorous take on the vampire legend, 'Bloody Lies' is silly and nonsensical if at least entertaining.

Nancy Manocherian's new play 'Guilty' tries to be a gripping portrait of friends in decline, but doesn't quite get a grip.

theAtrainplays, a theatre-without-a-net writing/composing/directing/acting experience, had its 22nd incredible incarnation June 20th, with an all-star cast.

Bob Brader's one-man show about his relationship with his late father is a fascinating monologue in the style of Spalding Gray.

Bohemian Archeology produces 6 of David Ives' less-familiar one-acts with aplomb, making for an enjoyable evening of laughter.

A harrowing play about male bonding, paranoia, and stuffed animal abuse is given a powerful and scary updated production by Working Man's Clothes.

Greg Romero's play 'The Most Beautiful Lullaby You've Ever Heard' is a fractured journey through the lives and hearts of a man and woman.

An engaging revival of a little-seen absurdist work from the 1960s makes some confusing choices.

'Phallacy', the new play about Art and Science currently playing a limited engagement at the Cherry Lane, is a witty and entertaining play about chemistry (both biological and personal).

A series of 8 new plays about sex is less naughty than it thinks it is.

'Fugue', a play about amnesia by Lee Thuna and directed by Tony Award winner Judith Ivey, is an uneven piece, but thanks to some incredible acting, when it's good, it's very very good.

Emerging Artists Theatre presents their Spring EATfest 2007, featuring 9 new one-act plays. I saw three wonderful ones in Series C.

Just opened for a limited engagement as part of the Frigid Festival, We Call Her Benny is a careening roller-coaster of wit, passion and alternative life choices.

T. Schreiber Studios has been granted special permission from the estate of Tennessee Williams to produce Sweet Bird of Youth; this terrific production proves that permission was justified.

The New York premiere of the new play by Israel Horovitz is beautiful and good, but vaguely unsatisfying.

At Least it's Pink is a delight- a raunchy, hilarious, surprisingly touching, potty-mouthed delight.

Israel Horovitz is an undisputed master of the short play format, and in this new collection, he does not disappoint.

In the late 1840s, Karl Marx, Richard Wagner, and Heinrich Heine were all, apparently, chums; young men in the prime of their lives, Germans living in Paris, supporting each other's work and helping each other out. From this convenient collision of revolutionary artists and artistic revolutionaries, Jonathan Leaf spins his play The Germans in Paris into a thought-provoking piece of theatre.