REVIEW: Pipeline at Soulpepper
When Akosua Amo-Adem and Tony Ofori find their groove, there is simply no stopping them: the pair is magnetic.
REVIEW: House: The Isolation Version
The fiction/real life bleed which in the original play comes from acknowledgement of the co-presence of performer and spectators becomes the character (and actor) acknowledging our simultaneous proximity and distance.
Joey Pants, Weyni Mengesha, and Intermittent Fasting
You know, all that weight I lost intermittent fasting, I totally fuckin’ found it. It would seem that it’s been hiding in Italy the whole time.
Playing the Field
Should actors try to appeal to the sportos, motorheads, geeks, sluts, bloods, wasteoids, dweebies, and dickheads?