Galactica and her Boys not only take the shame out of lip synching, they elevate it to a thrilling art form. The Boys put the flame in Flamenco, but they dont hold a candle to Galacticas flair.
Chaidentity
Goethe Institut Mainstage, 812 7th St. NW
Remaining Performances:
Wednesday, July 14, at 10 p.m.
Friday, July 16, at 8 p.m.
Sunday, July 18, at 9 p.m.
Tuesday, July 20, at 10 p.m.
They Say: ‘Chai’ = ‘Life’ in Hebrew. Based on his award-winning PBS special, Slash Coleman, the son of a Holocaust survivor, creates a profound and engaging storytelling experience [...]
It takes a good deal of courage to open up one’s life to an audience of strangers. And in some ways, Cornelius Jones’ life is a profile in courage. But I doubt he would describe it that way. More than anything else, FlagBoy is about coming to terms with who you are—and what’s impressive is Jones’ ability to transform that self-awareness into a frank, funny, and revealing one-man show.
Script aside, Kurkendaal is a charismatic performer. Plus, he’s a fountain of useful diet tips. Did you know a vodka and soda only has 100 calories? Hundreds of dollars in Jenny Craig dieting advice awaits you for the bargain cost of a $15 ticket.
Sezze Sun
@ The Bodega
Remaining performances:
7/24 @ 6:30pm; 7/25 @ 9pm; 7/26 @ 4:30pm
They say: A struggling actor invites friends and family to his parents’ Italian villa for great food, drink and festivities. But he has ulterior motives. Secrets are revealed and covertly filmed in this multi-media exploration of the digitalization and destruction of relationships.
Sheffy says: [...]
Laurel and Hardy. Nichols and May. Lemmon and Mathau. Cheech and Chong. Phaea and Becca. Its not simple matter to explain what makes a comedy duo work: personality, chemistry, timing, and intellect are merely the more obvious variables. Loose dorks Phaea and Becca come off as an odd couple—one more conventionally tall and dorky, one at first glance too cute and cuddly for satire—but the chemistry is undeniable and the timing is spot on. Imagine your young teenage daughter and her best friend who finish each others sentences, then fast forward 15 years.
Lanford Wilsons Home Free gives its audience much to unravel as it follows the muddied logic of Lawrence and Joannas aberrant, make-believe world. Psychological disorder drives the piece, and we have much to sort through as we piece together the mystery of whats so scary about the outside world. Social taboos abound in this one-act, but there is an eloquent innocence in Wilsons deviant world, providing a nice tug-of-war on the audiences sensibilities.
I can’t imagine a better way to wait out a monsoon then to watch the graceful interplay of these gorgeous women; the slow, delicate contortions alternating with the stacatto raga stepwork. Shalini Goel Agarwal’s flirtatious, mesmerizing gaze itself is reason enough to see this show.
Who knew presidential politics could be interpreted through traditional Indian dances? I certainly didn’t before seeing this production of the Tehreema Mitha Dance Company, but the combination of traditional choreography with contemporary subject matter landed with surprising resonance.
The play is a clusterfuck of ideas, and perhaps the acting was a little sub par because the performers had to unload so much other garbage (yoga, tai chi, awkward lesbian kisses, wordy monologues…) in addition to the galumphing (lack of) plot points.
