While the audience found their seats and engaged in casual pre-show conversation, an enormous decaying head with luminous eyes gazed at them from the stage like a contemporary Olmec.
It’s always a pleasure to see a company present a regional premiere. It’s the sort of thing that makes you feel the people you’re watching take seriously their commitment as artists, that they’re paying attention to what’s happening on the scene.
Artists are leaving Texas, and for good reason. Touring equals two important things for the state's performing artists: unprecedented exposure and a chance to get off the island. An invitation to perform on the road carries with it a certain cachet, elevating an artist’s hometown reputation and expectations.
Click. A key turns, unexpectedly. Locked in? Panic rises as the clock keeps time. Alone and defenseless, the mind runs wild with what horrific end one might meet;
I arrived in my Hobby Center seat feeling listless, in a major mid-week slump, with a pesky bout of melancholy tinged with despair. Then, three fabulous and feathered divas descended from the ceiling bellowing “It's Raining Men” in the opening number of Theatre Under the Stars presentation of Priscilla Queen of the Desert, and suddenly the world kicked it up a few notches.
If the title character of J.M. Barrie’s Peter Pan existed before the beloved story begins, he might have been a nameless boy in the bowels of a boat caught in the crossfire of warring pirates. That’s the story of Peter and the Starcatcher, a winsome play touring the country and still enjoying a successful run on Broadway.