I initially reviewed John Posey’s one man show, Father, Son & Holy Coach when it played at the Whitefire Theatre last year. I thought it would be interesting to have a second opportunity to consider the show again and see if time might have shifted my
Placas: The Most Dangerous Tattoo has only a week left on its limited run at Casa 0101 in Boyle Heights, which is a pity. It is a rough, poetical work about the plights of Salvadoran immigrants, driven from their homeland by the unending cycle of violence
The bed is our most formidable arena. And two people in bed alone are never really by themselves. Bed by Sheila Callaghan, is a slight piece of sexual fluff which nevertheless conveys an intoxicating freshness in both writing and acting that lifts it above expectations to win
Katori Hall’s The Mountaintop won the 2010 British Olivier Award for Best New Play. In 2011 it opened in New York with Samuel L. Jackson and Angela Bassett. And on February 6, 2016 it opened at the Matrix Theatre Company and at the closing of that first
Stephen Sachs is an intellectual juggernaut of a playwright who plumbs premises for his pieces from the pages of the Los Angeles Times and other news sources, populates them with well developed and finely crafted characters, then provides them with dialogue both sparkling and believable. He
Seven years prior to American Idol breaking out on Fox to become one of the most successful and talked about television shows in U.S. history, there was Star Search. From 1983 to 1995, Ed McMahon hosted the talent competition filmed initially at the old Earl Carroll
An award winning L.A. playwright and rabble-rouser of note who has hoisted glasses with Orson Welles, been arrested on three continents and once beat up Charlie Manson. In his early years of elementary school, Ernest Kearney escaped classes by writing and organizing little plays to take
A friend of mine, (one who knows I’ve just finished a year long project of re-reading the Bible—for the fifth or sixth time—and while doing so consolidating close to thirty years of notes and annotations into one very large volume), has been sending me tidbits
The year 2015 is slipping away into history, and more importantly into memory. We are oblivious to the value of memory in our youth. Is it because our experience with it is so shallow at that time in our lives? Or perhaps it’s that those aspects
“Hell is really cold, wet and smells like fish.” In the tale of his time as a greenhorn on a commercial fishing barge in the Bering Straits, John Cox definitely has an interesting story for his one man show, The Money Fi$h. However an interesting story
