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This week, in the Village Voice theater section, Michael Feingold climbs into 1001 Beds and takes Tea and Sympathy, tracing half a century of American social history [and] the 50-year evolution of gay-themed theater as well. He also tunes into the revival of Eric Bogosian’s Talk Radio. Feingold finds that the revival “never quite coalesces into a dramatic statement. What does coalesce, pretty unforgettably, is Schreiber’s performance as a hard, compulsive, lizard-eyed cynic who keeps revealing, in flashes, the helpless, betrayed, idealist self he spends his nights trying to bury.”
I listened in (legally) on Lawrence Wright’s My Trip to Al-Qaeda, which details his efforts to research and write The Looming Tower. If I didn’t exactly find him credible as an actor, I very much enjoyed his narrative and sweater vest. I informed on the Irish Rep’s Defender of the Faith, determining that the plot of this so-called thriller emerges as “more workmanlike than revelatory.”
In the Sightlines column, Andy Propst raises half a glass to Bill W. and Dr. Bob, a drama about the founders of Lindsay Lohan hangout AA. In a welcome visit to the theater section, film critic J. Hoberman sets sail with Moby Dick—Rehearsed, writing, “The emphasis is on the power of Melville’s language, and the sturdy ensemble.” Meanwhile, Joseph McCombs ventures into Tall Grass, Brian Harris’s dramedy about three couples, remarking “Harris overindulges his need for novelty, twisting his characters’ motives just as you think you understand them.”