For the sake of the audience, it’s a question that needs to be asked. College productions of A Doll’s House show why actors go to school. Fort Worth has good actors and good producers—but not, alas, in the same theater.
The difference between jogging with the Lord and just walking along behind.
A young Russian defector blows his chance to win the Van Cliburn International Piano Competition and goes on to find fame and fortune.
With open arms—that is, mouths—Texas welcome a new breed of bakery.
Werner Herzog reverently remade the classic 1921 version of Nosferatu. He should have left scary enough alone.
A remembrance of the late Texas playwright who spent his days and nights pondering imponderables.
Whose blonde, curly scalp are the farmers after how do the rich and powerful run? Why, pray tell, does Houston need parks?