Once in a while, an avid theatre-goer encounters a production that leaves neither a "good" nor "bad" impression, but rather a lingering sense of displacement—the feeling that "this just wasn't for me." Such was the case with this reviewer and the latest staging of Jeffrey Bernard is Unwell . It is a strange experience to sit in a room full of laughter and feel like the only one missing the punchline, yet that dissonance is exactly what defined the evening. Jeffrey Bernard ( R

A 50-hour-long marathon of improvisation. Yes, you read that correctly: 50 hours. As this reviewer writes, people still have another 24 hours of complete and utter madness to sit through. The Pleasance puts on this event every year, and for regulars it seems to be an absolute highlight. This year, we find ourselves in Pleasanceville in the year 1980… something — a sort of makeshift parody of the Stranger Things universe. The event works in a very clever way: every odd hour (

All I want is a room somewhere I can listen to this music, all day, every day. Oh, wouldn’t that be loverly? Every theatre lover understands the deep affection for cinema — and more specifically, for movie musicals. From Bernstein’s iconic West Side Story to Rodgers and Hammerstein’s Carousel , or even Pasek and Paul’s La La Land , these are the stories where characters burst into song not out of realism, but out of emotional necessity. There is, one might argue, no feeling