Archives for August 30, 2018

Mrs. T was discharged from New York-Presbyterian Hospital this afternoon and is now resting comfortably at our New York apartment. I’ve promised not to wake her up in the middle of the night to give her shots or take her temperature.

No visitors yet, please—I’ll let you know when she’s up to seeing people again. For the moment, what she needs are megadoses of uninterrupted sleep and tender loving care, plus a reasonable amount of edible food. Tincture of time should take care of the rest.

Bottomless gratitude to the good, kind people at New York-Presbyterian and Cape Regional Medical Center. Without them, Mrs. T wouldn’t have made it. And thanks again for all your heart-lifting messages of love and support. They mattered, and still do.

Here’s my list of recommended Broadway, off-Broadway, and out-of-town shows, updated weekly. In all cases, I gave these shows favorable reviews (if sometimes qualifiedly so) in The Wall Street Journal when they opened. For more information, click on the title.

BROADWAY:
• The Band’s Visit (musical, PG-13, virtually all shows sold out last week, reviewed here)
• Dear Evan Hansen (musical, PG-13, all shows sold out last week, reviewed here)
• Hamilton (musical, PG-13, Broadway transfer of off-Broadway production, all shows sold out last week, reviewed here)
• My Fair Lady (musical, G, nearly all shows sold out last week, reviewed here)

OFF BROADWAY:
• Be More Chill (musical, PG-13, closes Sept. 30, reviewed here)

CLOSING SOON IN EAST HADDAM, CONN.:
• Oliver! (musical, PG-13, closes Sept. 13, reviewed here)

CLOSING NEXT WEEK OFF BROADWAY:
• On a Clear Day You Can See Forever (musical, G, too complex for children, closes Sept. 6, reviewed here)

CLOSING SUNDAY OFF BROADWAY:
• Symphonie Fantastique (abstract underwater puppet show, G, reviewed here)

“Further, all realized that the sympathy they were to arouse in their readers was, finally, an effect independent of whatever the actual facts and merits of an action or an incident might be. And to whom could one repair for their verification? To no one, all realized, save to the press, all of whom knew each other to be not only jaded unto death, but distrustful of every human utterance and gesture.”

David Mamet, Chicago: A Novel