The longtime Voice critic was erudite, witty, biting, and committed to informing readers about all things—good or bad—on the boards.

“In Fosseville the gaudiest dreams existed side by side with the most vicious betrayals; everything was real but nothing was true”

“The new paternalists really think, it seems, that their utterances of the oldest racial cliches are, somehow, a demonstration of their liberation from the hanky-panky of liberalism and God knows what else”

“The play entertains the forbidden nightmare of the liberal: what, dear Lord, if the reactionary is correct, and people are horrible. Yet, with the same breath, it is revolutionary”

“It is a party, and Václav is The Good King: relaxed, smothered in kisses and well-wishes ... the only president in living history who, in one breath, can quote John Lennon, Samuel Beckett, and Immanuel Kant”

He commands the most imposing force in theatre, uniting playwrights and philanthropists. Does he run like Henry V or Sammy Glick?

Ping Chong is a Chinese-American theater and performance artist who grew up and still lives in Manhattan’s Chinatown.

“The supreme package, blonde, glit­tering, gilded, beautiful beyond belief, high priestess, eternal virgin on the brink of rape, queen of films, queen of the universe, the last laugh at them all.”

Fifty years ago the Voice profiled the legendary actor, who died July 9, at the age of 88

A look back to when Mad magazine's black and white pages came to life on a New York stage