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Puppy Love. Oliver, with a twist.For those keeping count, Puppy Love is the fourth recent production to feature a May-December romance. Why are our playwrights preoccupied with this particular taboo? |
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2012. New York gets destroyed. Again.If you can ignore the loopy plot, the sense of deja vu, the American bias and the romantic segregation, “2012″ is fun to sit through. For the first hour. |
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Me and Mi Chapsie. Citizen as performer, society as stage.In Aston Cooke’s world, to be Jamaican is to be a performer. His new play, Me and Mi Chapsie, is a humourous treatise on that idea. |
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This Is It. The Show That Never Was.“This Is It” gives us Michael’s last rehearsals, and a glimpse of the man in the smoke and mirrors. Is it a tribute, or exploitation? |
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PSSST!/dark diaspora.Edna Manley’s twin short plays were let down by their architects, not by the bright-eyed, bustling students who performed them. Does the school know what role it is playing? |