This is not an easy time in my life. After spending three days in Bedlam (well, it’s really a Catholic hospital in Mid-Town and I prefer not to mention its name in print), I was finally cleared by the Medieval Inquisition doctors to return to…
Kyrle Lendhoffer’s column, Behind The Proscenium, will not appear this week. Mr. Lendhoffer took ill at a preview of Tennessee Williams’ lost play Haunted Alligators and was hospitalized. He is expected to make a full recovery. Everyone at Manka Bros. wishes him the best. Here…
This week I had the pleasure of talking to Simon Ambrose. Intense. Forceful. Unique. Not just words, but an apt description of someone who is bound to become a theatre great. His most recent work, Monkey Spanking Time won several national awards. His newest work,…
This is an apology. An online mea culpa. I take the proverbial cat o’nine tails and self flagellate. This is an open apology to the great Zenobia Lassiter. Last week, I posted an interview and diatribe against her brilliant new work, Pussy. Yes, I said…
I remember living in the “80s”. It was the time of Wham! and Careless Whisper. It was the time of Broadway’s Les Miserables and Big River. Sadly, it was also the time of Ronald Reagan and Jerry Fallwell and his “Moral Majority”. The reason I…