Jonathan Miller’s staging of J.S. Bach’s St. Matthew’s Passion is the most
faithful and moving interpretation of this classic work that I have ever
experienced. Composed in the 1720’
“This is what we do every Saturday morning . . . we’re dancin’, we’re singin’,
we’re cruisin’, we’re groovin’.”
– Sarah Merchant narrating a home video
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KA8HN4eotYA&
Two hundred people fill a sparsely furnished sanctuary, singing at the top of
their lungs. They are untrained singers with plenty of vocal eccentricities. No
instruments give the right key or take the
We forget, sometimes, the thin veneer that sometimes separates our private lives
from our public ones. When we alone know our flaws and foibles, we can sometimes
manage to hide them for a
Playwright Neil LaBute has always been a master of malice. His plays, filled
with the grand intricacies of name-calling and the subtlety of allusive pricks
to the heart, are studies on the subterraneous