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January, blissed-out theater lovers say, is New Yorks time to refill her artistic tank.
This year, I inadvertently scheduled a first festival week in which I seemed to only be looking backward.
Often, an artist was simply interested in examining his or her past.
Based on Andersons meditative tone and music, were meant to be floating into the transcendent here.
His daughter thinks hes crazy; her fiance thinksshescrazy.
The moon is a wild dream; the productions tour is almost as unlikely.
Whydoesit take a heroic effort to simply move one group of people from one country to another?
Why are borders less escapable than gravity?
All the performers feel exiled in some way, and theyve come a long way to explain the sensation.
Three monologues, delivered coolly, tell the story of an American broken apart by a coming civil war.
All our narrators are women, and their monologues grow increasingly strange and inhuman.
Maxwells long career on the stage has been an experiment in lightness.
It sounds like it will be terrible, doesnt it?
The Under the Radar festival is at the Public Theater through January 19.
Queens Rowis at the Kitchen through January 25.
