"Who'll be the next in line?"-The Kinks

The essay "The Theatre and the Blues"

Who is Bobby? An Inquiry

A sense of Shakespeare on Film

An audio recording of a monologue from William Shakespeare's LOVE'S LABOR'S LOST.

I must admit I’m late having an interest in the work of Alfred Hitchcock. Perhaps the most famous (along with Chaplin) of all British...

In this year where everyone is on their tiptoes awaiting one form of political turmoil or another, my thoughts have been drifting toward...

As you read this, we are in the second day of summer, a season I appreciate (for all the life, the beauty, the cooling pool outside, the...

Last week, in reviewing Netflix’ new docuseries The Outreau Case: A French Nightmare, I brusquely went over a subject near and dear—the...

So, for the past three weeks, I’ve chosen heartwarming, fun Christmas fare. Offbeat perhaps, but traditional. Now. It’s time for the dam...

This week, I’ll catch us up on two weeks of rehearsal as the opening date of Waiting for Godot at BFT barrels toward us. Week 3 It is a...

On March 28, 1997, I sat down at my desk and wrote a one act play. It wasn’t the first play I wrote exactly, but it was the first one to...

Something a little different today: a video recitation of my new poem, "Descent to Timon's Cave."

Do you ever overhear yourself thinking? Let me put that another way before you click to another site. The late literary critic Harold...

Everyone has apprentice plays. Most people don’t know Eugene O’Neill and Tennessee Williams wrote dozens of plays (rarely performed now)...

For the last few weeks, I've been sharing my favorite works of art. These were not necessarily my answers to "What is the best movie/tv...

For the next few weeks, I'll be sharing my favorite works of art. These are not necessarily my answers to "What is the best movie/tv...

When I heard the Queen, my lords, was dead and Charles was indeed to take the throne (I had always figured he’d abdicate in favor of...

I don’t know whether I’ve always championed small town papers because I value their content or whether it was because I happened to be...

I either don’t remember or I don’t care. Not remembering can be forgiven, not being remembered cannot be. Not caring can be freeing, but...