What a title! Once hear the words ‘Tis Pity She’s a Whore, for John Ford’s little-performed, shocking Jacobean (1629-1633) tragedy, they stick with you forever, regardless of what y

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Abortion, as we knew long before the current, contentious presidential election, is a subject with virtually no middle ground. Both sides are well-defined, hardened and resistant to suasion. Shoul

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One cynical voice explains what constitutes a string quartet, that seemingly genteel institution: “It’s made up of one terrific violinist, one not-so-terrific violinist, one former violi

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In his copious program notes for the Syracuse Stage production of Moby Dick, director Peter Amster praises Julian Rad’s adaptation of Herman Melville’s novel for moving the complex, alle

It has to be, in Ed Sullivan’s immortal phrasing, “a really, really big shew” for the Syracuse New Times to cover one of the road productions Famous Artists brings to town. We may b

Stephen Sondheim did not push the envelope far enough in Sweeney Todd, with themes of mass murder and cannibalism. In Assassins he has John Wilkes Booth return from the dead to counsel Lee Harvey Os