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This production brings the Peterborough Players back in line with their own best traditions: entertaining, thoughtful, delightfully irreverent.
These days, I'm not in a mood to be comforted in the theater by either toasting or roasting chestnuts.
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Carolyn Michel's Rose is the sociable stranger on the bus who tempts you to miss your stop so you can hear her out to the end.
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When you do this kind of thing it has to be done with bravura and wit " bad poets borrow, good poets steal.
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Dumas' Camille is nothing if not ambitious. Such complexity is seldom found on a summer stage.
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This review, like the opening night of She Loves Me, is dedicated to the life and work of the late producer Harold Prince.
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This production of Morning's at Seven is a celebration of Peterborough's theatrical family as much as it is the depiction of a fictional one.,/em>
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In two short acts, playwright Win Wells depicts not so much a relationship as a fusion, a merging of identities into one single, complex personality.
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Written more than a decade ago, Mahida's Extra Key to Heaven falls all too painfully closely in line with current events.
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Sexy Laundry airs the linen of a twenty-five-year marriage from which the colors seem to have faded, and the whites yellowed.
George Bernard Shaw's The Man of Destiny could be an evening of delight with a frisson of cerebral exercise.
For all its Edwardian setting and its mid-twentieth-century no-exit philosophy, The Inspector Calls speaks with ease to our own times, bedeviled with "alternate facts" and ethical doubts.
Thornton Wilder's Big Ideas do not get lost in the hurly-burly of this production.
David Lindsay-Abaire's tightly woven comic script celebrates the everyday relationships that make up an argument for a full life.
Here, then, are two books that provide a fine literary introduction to one of the richest flowerings of poetry in European culture.
Russian poet Grennady Aygi wrote as an outsider, an ethnic outlier as well as a free-verse stylist of his generation.
The ethical deliberations and the professional backbiting and banter of the doctors -- in the skilled hands of the director and cast -- is energized by genuine camaraderie.
Nick Payne's fascinating Constellations takes the cosmic paradoxes of time head on.
Flawed and perhaps overwrought, The Whipping Man is worth watching because of the intensity of its individual scenes.
This Peterborough Players production deserves a longer run than it has in the company's inaugural winter season.
Profoundly conservative and radically fresh, Mass Appeal justifies its title in the Peterborough Players fine production.
Cry Havoc's message is clear: We expend energy and effort in preparing young men and women for war, but effort or energy in re-engaging them into the life of not-war.
The staging is a brash translation of Shaw's early twentieth-century delicacy into twenty-first century Yankee sensibilities.
Vanya and Sonia and Masha and Spike goes on about a half hour too long, but the quality of the acting overcomes the longueurs.
A two-person engagement like Annapurna demands that mysterious quality from actors that we call "chemistry."
