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DOG DAY AFTERNOON – Capsule Review

By Ben Lerner

Broadway is no stranger to adaptations of films, though often they’re reimagined as musicals. Dog Day Afternoon, which opened March 30 at the August Wilson Theatre, is the somewhat rarer example of a nonmusical play adapted from a classic film. It tells the same story as the Oscar-winning 1975 movie, but with a new script and certain directorial choices that make it distinctly more comedic. While diehard fans of the film will struggle with these changes – as some critics did – those who can put their purism aside, or those going in blind, will greatly enjoy this fast-paced, funny, and deeply entertaining play as its own work of art.

Photo by Evan Zimmerman

Sidney Lumet’s Dog Day Afternoon starred Al Pacino and John Cazale and won Frank Pierson Best Original Screenplay at the Academy Awards. It was categorized as a crime drama based on a Life magazine article about a real 1972 bank robbery in Brooklyn. Here, Jon Bernthal and Ebon Moss-Bachrach (both known for The Bear, amongst other film and TV projects) star in Pacino and Cazale’s roles with a new, darkly comic script by Pulitzer Prize-winning playwright Stephen Adly Guirgis.

Bernthal gives his all as the play’s lead, Sonny, and commands the stage with ease in his Broadway debut. His friend and sidekick in the attempted robbery of a Chase branch in Gravesend is Sal, played as very intoxicated and sedated by Moss-Bachrach. While he’s billed second, his role is significantly smaller and less impactful. The robbery goes wrong, of course, and hilarious chaos ensues as the bank staff are held hostage by very incompetent captors.

If there is a cast member other than Bernthal who deserved recognition from the Tonys, it’s not Moss-Bachrach, but three-time nominee Jessica Hecht, who is hilarious as head teller Colleen. Like the script as a whole, she successfully goes for the laughs while still revealing inner turmoil as the play goes on and stakes are raised with the NYPD surrounding the bank. Colleen’s employees, Roxxana (Elizabeth Canavan), Lorna (Wilemina Olivia-Garcia), Alison (Andrea Syglowski), and Guadalupe (Paola Lazaro), and her boss, Butterman (Michael Kostroff), provide more comic relief. 

While the play is over two hours long and its intermission is welcome, there’s a shift in content in the second act which comes abruptly. Fans of the film won’t be surprised by Sonny’s queer identity reveal, as it featured representation that was ahead of its time. Others may find it jarring, as without any references in the first act, it first seems like a joke. Luckily, Esteban Andres Cruz plays Sonny’s partner Leon, a trans woman, with a devastating humanity that is still funny, showing the audience that while Leon can tell jokes, she isn’t one herself. 

There’s more than LGBTQ representation that feels politically progressive for a play set over 50 years ago. The humanization of and compassion between the robbers and bank workers is at the center of the narrative, where the villains, if there are any, are police officers. It’s simultaneously relatable — working class tellers and would-be thieves have more in common with each other than with the systems that oppress them  — and it’s also very charming. There’s even an interactive anti-establishment chant with the audience. 

Unlike The Bear, an intense drama series categorized as a comedy by the Emmys, Dog Day Afternoon reworks the dramatic cinematic masterpiece that inspired it to a crime comedy. Sometimes reimagined pieces of art are disastrous and deserve to be forgotten. But in the case of Dog Day Afternoon, comparison is the thief of joy. It’s interesting, suspenseful, and well-acted – and the comedy doesn’t take away from its impact. Those unfamiliar with this fascinating story will be hooked by the plot and will stay for the laughs. Those planning to see a remake of the film onstage should keep an open mind – and you might enjoy it just as much.

Dog Day Afternoon runs through July 12 at the August Wilson Theatre.

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TITANÍQUE – Capsule Review

By Ben Lerner

With yesterday’s Tony nominations announcement, the 2025-2026 Broadway season has come to a close. Full of ups and downs, hits and flops, and some big surprises, the season’s offerings spanned genre, budget, and tone, including some of the more intense productions in recent memory (Oedipus, Bug, and Ragtime, to name a few). Titanique, the newly opened Titanic parody/Celine Dion jukebox musical, which received four Tony nominations, is firmly in another camp – the campy camp, to be specific! And unlike the infamous doomed voyage that inspired it, this show delivers exactly what it sets out to.

A transfer from its hit Off-Broadway run at the Daryl Roth Theatre, Titanique has set sail at the St. James, a large, three-level, traditional Broadway theater that generally houses big-budget or classic musicals. There are a few added bits and a larger set, but the satirical, referential script and the dinky costumes/props to match the tone are unchanged. Those expecting flawless vocals, perfectly tight choreography, and expensive costuming that most Broadway musicals provide may be briefly taken aback by the kitsch factor in a huge venue that hosted Sunset Boulevard last season – but most will get used to the vibe as the lower-budget, lower-brow, high-camp parody it’s meant to be. Lovers of the Off-Broadway run would only be disappointed if they expected the transfer to reinvent the wheel and rework itself into a bigger show more traditionally suited for The Great White Way. Titanique is a parody a la Forbidden Broadway, so it does not and does not intend to do so.

For those who missed it and are wondering if it’s now worth the trip… ‘shall we go for it?’ First, ask yourself if you’re a fan of any of the following: 1) Titanic, the 1997 film; 2) Celine Dion’s personality and discography; 3) theatre-related inside jokes; and 4) near-constant references to gay/LGBTQ culture. If you feel nothing for these four topics, I’d look elsewhere. But if you enjoy multiple or all of them, like this reviewer, you’ll feel it’s a tailor-made extravaganza conceived from the corners of your own mind. 

In fact, Titanique is conceived by original stars Marla Mindelle and Constantine Rousouli with director Tye Blue, whose laugh-a-minute book was just Tony-nominated, alongside the production for Best Musical. Mindelle stars as emcee/narrator Celine Dion, retelling her version of the Titanic story with her own catalogue of music, save for “It’s All Coming Back to Me Now” (rights issue). Rousouli plays Leonardo DiCaprio’s Jack Dawson appropriately and hilariously as an dancing, “aging twink” in tight pants earnestly wooing Rose. Mindelle is a genius impressionist and deservedly received one of the show’s two acting nominations, even if her and Rousouli’s vocals may not match the level of certain costars, or, of course, Celine herself.

Layton Williams, photo by Evan Zimmerman

The other Tony-nominated actor is vocal standout Layton Williams, who won an Olivier Award for originating this track on London’s West End – I won’t spoil which legendary songstress the Iceberg transforms into for a showstopping drag number. Vocally, the other standouts were John Riddle as Cal, Rose’s fiancé, also reprising his role from off-Broadway, and cast newcomer (but longtime music veteran) Deborah Cox as the “unsinkable” Molly Brown, whose “All By Myself” blows the roof off the St. James.

Along with Cox, the new additions to the Broadway transfer are Melissa Barrera as Rose, Frankie Grande as Victor Garber as the ship’s captain, and Jim Parsons as Rose’s bitter mother Ruth. While Williams, Riddle, and Cox’s vocals often outshine other cast members, the strongest comedy comes courtesy of Mindelle as Dion and, perhaps more unexpectedly, Jim Parsons (Our Town, The Big Bang Theory) as an iconically scene-stealing Ruth. His voice is the least strong, but it simply doesn’t matter due to the character’s deadpan one-liners and slapstick comedy, complete with slaps. In sum, what certain performers like Jim Parsons or Marla Mindelle may lack in vocal prowess they more than make up for in their comedy, while Deborah Cox and Layton Williams are there to provide the classic top-tier Broadway belting needed to balance it. It feels apt that one of the comic standouts (Mindelle) and one of the vocal showstoppers (Williams) were those singled out by the Tonys, along with Mindelle, Blue, and Rousouli’s hilarious script.

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At times, Titanique is silly, campy, stupid, ridiculous, amateur, and farcical. It’s also laugh-out-loud funny and a delight from start to finish. No, it will not be everyone’s cup of tea or sense of humor, and many without prior connections to Dion, Titanic, Broadway shows, or queer culture may find a lot is lost in translation, leaving them underwhelmed by a low-budget parody on a Broadway stage, with prices to match. But those who get it will get it. If you’ve ever enjoyed a karaoke singalong to “My Heart Will Go On,” a RuPaul’s Drag Race “lipsync for your life” reenactment, a fully improvised fourth-wall-breaking section, or an SNL parody, book yourself a voyage on Titanique – it’s a gay old time.

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Review of BUG

By Ben Lerner 

The current Broadway season of plays is full of high-stakes drama, intensity, topicality, and stellar performances. Oedipus, for example, is gripping and haunting. Marjorie Prime is powerful and deeply relevant. Neither is light viewing — you’ll leave shellshocked — but both are effectively thought-provoking, top-tier dramatic theatre. If you liked either of those, add Bug to your list now.

Carrie Coon stars in a revival of her husband Tracy Letts’ 1996 thriller, which was also adapted into a horror film starring Ashley Judd and Michael Shannon. It takes place exclusively in the motel room of Agnes (Coon), who strikes up a friendship with Peter, an ex-soldier with a mysterious backstory (Namir Smallwood). The supporting cast is Agnes’ abusive ex-husband (Steve Key), her friend and drug dealer R.C. (the scene-stealing Jennifer Engstrom), and a doctor from Peter’s past (Randall Arney).

In this new Broadway production at Manhattan Theatre Club’s Samuel J. Friedman Theatre, the events remain horrifying — but it’s not necessarily a straight-up horror play. The new direction by David Cromer, and especially the devastating lead performances by Coon and Smallwood, present a story that surely gets gory (be forewarned) but is more sad than prior iterations. In other words, the villain and his victim are both suffering from mental illness and/or trauma, and the ways in which they descend into madness evoke sympathy alongside shock.

If you think Act One is a slow burn, just you wait. Act Two builds to a crescendo of shocking proportions, mirroring the slippery slope of conspiracies and how quickly things can devolve from reality to insanity. I found the full nearly two-hour performance gripping, but it’s worth knowing this one builds exponentially, so each scene is more “off” than the last — at first subtly, and eventually very, very climactically.

The notion this play is just about conspiracy theorists, at least in a “faked moon landing” sense, is reductive — one character is sick, while the other is susceptible. It begs the question: if conspiracy theorists are “delusional,” are all people experiencing delusions conspiracy theorists? Or are they all just unwell? The play doesn’t answer this, so you’ll be left theorizing. As the lead characters leave reality, it’s sometimes unclear if what we see onstage is real. Are we a fly on the wall (no pun intended), or are we seeing it through the eyes of the drug-abusing lead characters? 

What is certain is that Carrie Coon delivers a tour de force. Fans who love her from The Gilded Age or The White Lotus will forget those characters quickly, as Coon transforms into Agnes, who couldn’t be more different. With a season full of intense, thought-provoking dramas anchored by spectacular lead female performances, this year’s race for the Leading Actress in a Play Tony Award will be heated. Coon enters the competition as a major threat alongside Jean Smart in Call Me Izzy, June Squibb and/or Cynthia Nixon in Marjorie Prime, and my personal pick, the brilliant Lesley Manville in Oedipus. Many more plays are set to open this spring, so plenty could change. For now, don’t miss Carrie Coon in Bug, through March 8 only. Tickets at https://www.manhattantheatreclub.com/shows/2025-26-season/bug/

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Review of DATA

By Ben Lerner

Plays exist to entertain. Some amuse. Some devastate. Some evoke complex thought. Some, like Data, do all three. To say that Matthew Libby’s new Off-Broadway work is timely would be a massive understatement. 

A deeply relevant and suspenseful drama, Data is by no means an upper, though its satirical elements of Silicon Valley tech bro culture bring some laughs. But it doesn’t take long for existential dread and moral dilemmas to overwhelm the lead character, a new employee at tech company Athena named Maneesh (the terrific Karan Brar). His concerns and fears mirror the audience’s, as the hyperrealism of Libby’s narrative sets in. It’s a work of fiction — Athena doesn’t exist, but it’s palpable that the tech companies that do are just as ethically dangerous as they appear in the play.  

The 100-minute, intermission-free drama follows Maneesh as he is recruited out of his basic job in user experience (UX) under mentor/himbo Jonah (Brandon Flynn) to the prestigious data analytics team under CEO Alex Chen (Justin H. Min). Maneesh is hesitant, but his college friend Riley (Sophia Lillis), who is already central to the data team, gets him a meeting with her boss. Each of the four characters’ motivations are not what they initially seem, as secrets are revealed and the gravity of Maneesh’s dilemma simultaneously hits him and the audience.

Sharply directed by Tyne Rafaeli, Data brings Libby’s script to life with sleek, effective set and lighting design, respectively by Marsha Ginsberg and Amith Chandrashaker. As Maneesh, Karan Brar, best known for Diary of a Wimpy Kid and Disney Channel’s Jessie and Bunk’d, more than proves his dramatic prowess for a very different audience (not for kids!). Sophia Lillis (of the It horror films) is the other standout as Riley, who we first meet as a nervous, socially awkward workaholic, but soon discover is in a far more complex situation. Similarly, Brandon Flynn (Netflix’s 13 Reasons Why) first presents Jonah as a basic tech bro with little nuance, but reveals a darkness and desperation that instigates a major plot point — the handsome himbo is more than meets the eye, for better or for worse!

The political and ethical implications of rapidly growing AI technology — who it really serves, and at what cost — seem ripped from our very current headlines. Fascinatingly, Libby first developed Data as an NYU grad student in 2018, well before the AI boom changed the tech landscape. He edited and updated the script as AI grew and the tech industry’s entire culture changed at rapid pace. There’s a second incredibly timely political element to Data that I won’t spoil — you’ll know it when you hear it.

Data isn’t an easy watch. It’s alarming because it’s so real and of our time, even as a work of fiction that’s been in development for over seven years. It reminded me in some ways of the current Broadway production of Marjorie Prime, which confronts the ethics of AI from a different, equally pertinent angle. That play premiered in 2014 and feels even more relevant today, as if it saw the future. The future — or likely, the present — portrayed in Data is not a hopeful one. But not all plays should be. It is certainly well-acted, engaging, and smart, but it most effectively confronts important ethical issues that are sadly not theoretical. They’re here, and just as the play ends ambiguously, we can only hope the whistle is blown before it’s too late.

Playing through March 29 at the Lucille Lortel Theatre. Tickets at https://www.datatheplay.com/

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Review of Liberation

by Robyn Roberts

The James Earl Jones Theatre in New York currently hosts Liberation, a compelling two-timeline story penned by the talented playwright, Bess Wohl, and brought vividly to life under the meticulous direction of Whitney White. This fresh production offers a thoughtful exploration of complex, intergenerational themes, enriched by captivating performances from lead actors Betsy Aidem, Audrey Corsa, Kayla Davion, Susannah Flood, and more fierce femmes with a few gents. With its blend of emotional depth and sharp dialogue, Liberation on Broadway invites us to reconsider notions of freedom, legacy, and connection in a modern world.

At its heart, Liberation unfolds as an intimate dialogue between women whose lives intersect in unexpected ways, beginning in 1970s Ohio. The story centers on a young, ambitious journalist named Lizzie, who starts a small “consciousness-raising” group, bringing local women together to discuss evolving their lives and the world for the better, by exploring themes of sisterhood, ambition, and societal constraints. Betsy Aidem is Margie, a woman grappling with the shadows of her past and the memories of societal upheaval she once witnessed. Enter Kayla Davion’s character, a younger woman searching for her own identity and a sense of liberation amid contemporary struggles. Their encounter sparks difficult conversations about history, trauma, and the fleeting nature of freedom. In the present day timeline, Lizzie’s daughter revisits her mother’s past, piecing together the history of the group and the choices her mother made, questioning the legacy and the true meaning of liberation.

Wohl’s writing deftly balances the personal and political, weaving moments of tenderness with biting honesty. The narrative does not rely on grand spectacle but thrives on the nuanced exchange of ideas and emotions between the characters, making the theatre space a crucible for reflection and empathy.

Director Whitney White’s vision shines throughout the production, creating a staging that feels both minimalistic and deeply resonant. The intimate setting of the James Earl Jones Theatre complements this approach, fostering a sense of immediacy and engagement that draws the audience directly into the emotional landscape of the story unfolding before you.

Betsy Aidem’s portrayal of Margie is a masterclass in subtlety, her performance conveying the weight of lived experience with a quiet strength that commands attention without overwhelming insistence. Kayla Davion as Joanne complements her character beautifully, infusing youthful urgency and vulnerability into the dynamic between the characters. The cast’s chemistry anchors the play’s themes and invites viewers to linger on the complexities of liberation itself—not just as a concept but as a lived reality.

For a contemporary audience, Liberation resonates on multiple levels. It challenges us to consider how personal histories are intertwined with broader social narratives and how the quest for freedom can take many forms, from political activism to the intimate act of personal truth-telling. Bess Wohl’s script, supported by excellent direction and acting, does not provide easy answers but opens a space for meaningful dialogue, which oftentimes lends more to the cause than a firm resolution ever could.

Moreover, the inclusion of powerful female leads emphasizes the voices that are even still, too often marginalized in mainstream theatre, adding crucial perspectives to ongoing cultural conversations.

Liberation is a testament to the power of theater to confront difficult themes with grace and emotional honesty, leaving audiences both moved and contemplative as they exit onto the ever colorful and always righteous New York City streets. Don’t miss Liberation on Broadway before it ends on February 1st. For tickets: https://liberationbway.com/

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Review of Marjorie Prime

What happens to our memories, the wonderful and the terrible, after they fade? Will others we shared them with remember the glorious or painful details well enough for us, or must our memories simply die with us, never to be recalled or told again? Marjorie Prime on Broadway wastes no time, ahem, asking these very questions not only of the Oscar-worthy cast, but of the audience, too.

Written by Jordan Harrison and directed by Anne Kauffman, Marjorie Prime is a ninety-minute drama with the kind of slow-burn grief that only comes with that of dementia. The phenomenal June Squibb is Marjorie, the lead character at the center of the story. Sharp as a tack herself at a ripe young age of 96, Squibb’s “Marjorie” portrayal is a mighty one, as a grandmother with Alzheimer’s who playfully but purposefully pokes fun at the seriousness of losing one’s mind. Marjorie’s daughter, Tess, played by the righteous Cynthia Nixon with the kind of sincere conviction you can expect from her today, unsurprisingly finds nothing funny about her mother’s memory loss, which can only mean she’s in for a larger loss to follow.

Tess’s husband, Jon, played by stage and television star, Danny Burstein, is the loving and loyal glue that helps bind the sticky bonds of his wife and mother-in-law as they collectively brace for the next life chapter to come. And then there’s the gracious and most charming Christopher Lowell, who plays Walter, Marjorie’s sci-fi companion who is a hologram of her late husband. This is where the “Prime” comes in. We meet Walter as a young adult man sweetly rehashing fond memories of yore with a woman old enough to be his grandmother. But it’s not long before you realize that Walter is perhaps an AI companion whose only use is to keep the living entertained with past tales that are either tall or taut, depending entirely on who you ask. In Walter’s case, all his memories have been trained by Tess and therefore told with edited outcomes for her mother.

The story of Marjorie Prime on Broadway will be a familiar tale for so many who have slowly lost a loved one twice. Once when their memory of you fades but they are still physically here, and then a final time when they physically fade away entirely. But this isn’t solely another story of slow grief followed by inevitable loss. Marjorie Prime dares us all to ask ourselves how we remember our own stories and how we choose to tell them. Do we sterilize the bad stories with better outcomes? Because hey, if we don’t remember how it went anyway, why not simply retell it with a better narrative? And is it better for those who can’t recall their own memories to go ahead and bend their truth for them, to make a recollection worth reliving?

See Marjorie Prime at New York’s lovely Hayes Theater before it closes on February 15. And don’t forget to ask yourself how you’d prefer your best, and worst, memories told when you’re no longer around to tell them. Tickets at 2st.com/shows/marjorie-prime

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Review of Queen of Versailles

The Broadway production of Queen of Versailles, recently starring Sherie Rene Scott in the lead role, offers a captivating theatrical adaptation drawn from the buzz-worthy documentary directed by Lauren Greenfield. The transition from film to stage unveils the legendary story of American wealth and aspiration through a fresh and vibrant lens. You can expect to experience both glamour and vulnerability on New York’s premiere Broadway platform at the gorgeous St. James Theatre.

Inspired by Greenfield’s 2012 documentary that chronicles the lives of Jackie and David Siegel, a billionaire couple building the largest house in America. The Broadway show reimagines their story with sharp wit and poignant drama fit for a stage, easily marrying 18th Century French royalty with modern day glitz. Originating from the book by Lindsey Ferrentino, Stephen Schwartz of Wicked fame is behind the music and lyrics. Queen of Versailles captures the delicate balance between excessive opulence and the human cost that lies beneath. Led by director Michael Arden, the production seamlessly combines humor, tension, and insight, offering a rich portrayal of the family’s ambition and challenges during the 2008 economic downturn.

The cast dazzles in bringing this story to life, with Sherie Rene Scott stepping gracefully into the leading role of Jackie Siegel, made famous by Broadway darling, Kristin Chenoweth. Scott’s standby performance is both nuanced and engaging, emphasizing the emotional depth and resilience of her character amidst the chaotic circumstances of over-indulging. The recognizable and esteemed actor F. Murray Abraham plays her billionaire husband, David Siegel with passion and conviction. Abraham lends a wealth (pun intended) of convincing love and affection for his wife, as he also grapples with family and fortune and the addiction to having “more.”

Supporting roles feature a talented ensemble whose chemistry and energy only enrich the show’s narrative, creating a dynamic atmosphere that easily keeps you thoroughly engaged. Time moves fast here because you are indeed having fun.

For theatergoers keen on shows that blend social insight with entertainment, Queen of Versailles offers a unique experience. It prompts reflection on themes like consumerism, resilience, and the elasticity of the American Dream, all within the dazzling world of a Broadway musical.

Moreover, the show incorporates moments of humor and irony, gently poking fun at the idea that more money can solve everything. The production balances spectacle with intimate character moments, ensuring the story remains thought-provoking, rather than simply lavish and superficial.

Queen of Versailles on Broadway is more than just a story about wealth. It’s is an exploration of dreams, setbacks, and the human condition beneath the glittering surface. The show begs the question of every audience member, what truly matters when the palace walls come crashing down? And that alone, is a beautiful takeaway.

Don’t miss your chance to witness this fun musical feat before it closes on January 4th, 2026. Tickets at queenofversaillesmusical.com

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Review of Chess

By Robyn Roberts

The cast of Chess on Broadway delivers an electrifying and emotionally resonant performance, guided by director Michael Mayer, and ignited by legendary score of writers, Benny Andersson, Björn Ulvaeus, and Tim Rice.

Chess arrives on Broadway with the confidence of a grandmaster and the vibe of a genuine crowd-pleaser. From the first flicker of the chessboard motif to the last sustained note, Chess makes a compelling case for the show’s return to the spotlight, embracing its Cold War intrigue and pop-opera sweep with clarity, style, and heart.

Aaron Tveit commands the stage as Freddie Trumper, infusing the role with magnetic energy and a rock-inflected vocal brilliance that captures both the character’s bravado and vulnerability. Lea Michele’s Florence Vassy lends vocal clarity with dramatic depth, anchoring the show’s complex love triangle with a performance that balances strength with sensitivity. Nicholas Christopher, playing Anatoly Sergievsky, offers a nuanced approach, his rich baritone and understated intensity gives gravitas to the Russian chess champion’s moral and personal struggles within.

The performances match the production’s ambition. The central trio generates genuine heat and nuance, suggesting the triangle not as a plot convenience but a collision of bruised egos, genuine affection, and clashing personal identities. Vocally, the cast delivers the goods. Rangy, expressive, and attentive, yet what lingers is the specificity in their actions. A glance that lands like a dagger, a breath held one beat too long, a gesture that reveals more than a lyric could alone. The Chess ensemble is a live wire, snapping into crisp formations and lending high-stakes urgency to press conferences, game matches, and media frenzies.

Musically, it’s a feast. Chess marries ABBA’s pop sophistication with theatrical sweep. The band gives the score real weight, as 1980’s synth-pop shimmers without feeling dated, guitars snarl where they should, and the strings add depth and ache. “One Night in Bangkok” crackles with satirical bite and percussive snap.

Great music and choreography aside, perhaps most impressively, the evening never loses sight of the human story. For all the spectacle, the production keeps returning to the people at the center of the story. What it costs to win, what it costs to walk away, what it means to be seen only as a symbol. By the curtain, the applause feels as much for the clarity as for the craft. Chess plays like the great musical it’s always threatened to be. Big, bold, and fiercely alive. See it at New York’s Imperial Theatre before it ends in early May, 2026. Tickets at https://chessbroadway.com/

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Review of TWO STRANGERS (Carry A Cake Across New York)

By Ben Lerner

There’s a delightful new romantic comedy about two strangers carrying a cake across NYC. It happens to be a musical direct from London called Two Strangers (Carry A Cake Across New York), now playing on Broadway at the Longacre Theatre. 

It delivers on that premise, but I can also promise you’ll laugh, smile, swoon, and be moved. Weeping is not out of the question. Being charmed by its two leads is guaranteed. Developed in the UK but set in Manhattan and Brooklyn over two days in December, Two Strangers makes New Yorkers, Brits, and any romcom aficionado feel right at home.

Unlike the average musical comedy, Two Strangers has only two cast members — and you guessed it, they’re the two strangers in question. One is Dougal, fresh off the plane from London to attend his estranged father’s NYC wedding, and the other is Robin, a busy New Yorker and sister of the bride who is tasked with picking up “the kid.” Do they vibe at first? Of course not! Do things change? Well, it’s a romcom after all!

Luckily, a classic meet-cute leads to some surprising developments, as truths about both characters are revealed and they begin to care for each other. It follows a formula without being formulaic, largely thanks to the tiny cast, unique direction and a memorable score that spans genres.

The other referenced characters never appear, and while that can occasionally it feel incomplete, Two Strangers thrives on the chemistry and comic timing of its two leads, who are developed beautifully through their maximal stage time. Sam Tutty, known for his Olivier-winning turn as the titular character in the West End’s Dear Evan Hansen, shines as Dougal, who is at times corny, at times vulnerable, and always very adorable and very British. He played the role in London, but his costar, the phenomenal Christiani Pitts as the pessimistic (and secret-carrying!) barista Robin, is new to the Broadway transfer. Pitts, who appeared in King Kong and A Bronx Tale on Broadway, is from New York, which is clear in her referential one-liners about NYC culture. 

 Jim Barne and Kit Buchan have written a script both wholesome and clever, weaved between catchy songs well-suited for online virality, all sung expertly by Tutty and Pitts. The unique set of oversized suitcases on a Hamilton-esque turntable, designed by Soutra Gilmour, has a few surprises of its own. Its abstract nature and simplicity contrasts with the realistic image on the Playbill cover of Dougal and Robin on the subway.

Directed by Tim Jackson, Two Strangers (Carry A Cake Across New York) is another welcome British addition to the Great White Way. It’s neither radical nor revolutionary, but it’s special to see two talented actors perform a musical romantic comedy all on their own. I’d wager that there’s a bright word-of-mouth future for the production and that its score will develop a young and passionate fandom. Appealing to lovers of both situational comedy and wholesome romance, Two Strangers, set in NYC in December, is a sweet treat for the holiday season. Tickets at https://twostrangersmusical.com/

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Review of OEDIPUS

By Ben Lerner

One might think a new play based on an Ancient Greek myth would offer thought-provoking modernizations and great performances, but perhaps not too much shock value. One would be mistaken, at least when it comes to the brilliant transfer of the West End’s hit Olivier-winning production of Oedipus, which opened on Broadway on November 13 at Studio 54.

This Oedipus, adapted and directed by Robert Icke and set in the modern world of politics, uses almost entirely new language, while remaining faithful to the infamous dramatic plot points of Sophocles’ play — though they’re revealed differently through an original narrative. The character names are the same and the text displayed on screens is in Greek, though the all-British cast suggests the election occurs in the UK.

Beyond these names and motifs, Icke crafts a new, hyper-realistic political and familial drama in real time, set over two uninterrupted hours before the results of an election. Here, Oedipus (Mark Strong) is in his campaign headquarters on the precipice of victory, surrounded by his family and staff. These include his wife Jocasta (Lesley Manville), his mother Merope (Anne Reid, spectacular at age 90!), his brother-in-law/campaign manager Creon (John Carroll Lynch), and his children Eteocles, Polyneices, and Antigone (Jordan Scowen, James Wilbraham, and Olivia Reis, respectively). 

The horrifying plot twists, which I won’t describe here but are well-known to most — through the original play, Shakespeare’s version, or the corresponding Freudian psychological concepts — are inevitable, yet they hit Studio 54 with such force most of the audience leaves stunned into a silent daze. This is a testament to Icke’s writing and direction and the haunting lead performances by Strong and Manville. Both are Tony-worthy, but at the very least, Manville should be a lock to win Best Actress in a Play, as she did for this role earlier this year at the Olivier Awards.

Strong and Manville are both veterans of West End theatre perhaps more familiar to American audiences for their onscreen work — Strong for films such as Kingsman, Zero Dark Thirty and Sherlock Holmes, and Manville for her Oscar-nominated performance in Phantom Thread and Emmy-nominated role as Princess Margaret in The Crown. In Oedipus, they both reach new dramatic heights, telling their characters’ tragic tales with nuance, raw emotion, and even humor. The audience laughs before it gasps, transfixed from its start to its stunning finish. 

What transpires in between is edge-of-your-seat drama that is salacious (naturally), but also deeply devastating when set in this modern context. I left simultaneously horrified, heartbroken, and awestruck. It’s a tragedy in every sense of the word, and one that anyone who appreciates top-tier stage acting and playwriting should not miss. (Except children. Don’t bring them!)

Oedipus will shock you, sicken you, and sadden you — and it will stick with you in a way most new plays cannot. Witness it at Studio 54 now through February 8, 2026.  Tickets at https://oedipustheplay.com/