Toby, or Not to Be: STC's Richard Schiff-starring Hughie, reviewed

Richard Schiff and Randall Newsome, neither of whom are Hughie.

So I saw Hughie -- Eugene O'Neill's odd, sad little two-hander of a one-act -- the other night, hoofed the not-quite-three miles back uptown from the Landsburgh Theatre to headquarters, and was still in by 10 p.m. But I don't think it was a flush of gratitude for a play that takes only an hour that led me to like it so much. Reviewed for the Washington City Paper.

Rorschach's The Minotaur: Reflections in a Bull's Eye

Sara Dabney Tisdale and David Zimmerman play half-human half-siblings.

There's at least one good reason to see Rorschach Theatre's co-world premiere production of Anna Ziegler's The Minotaur: the eponymous beast his own surprisingly rational, philosophical, well-spoken self.

I review the show in today's Washington City Paper.

Studio's An Iliad! Huh! Good God, y'all! What is it good for?

Scott Parkinson tells the -- well, an -- Iliad.

In today's City Paper, I shrug at the competence of Lisa Peterson and Denis O'Hare's one-man, one-cellist take on Homer's Iliad.

Please Look at This So I Can Throw It Away: Our Town ticket

FOUND, in a box of unsorted crap: my ticket stub from a 2010 production of Our Town I saw that featured Michael Shannon, future star of my favorite movie of 2011, Take Shelter, as the Stage Manager. He plays a mean man on Boardwalk Empire (I've only seen the first few episodes of the first season), and he's Superman's Kryptonian nemesis General Zod in the upcoming Man of Steel. And yet I remember him as the kindly face and voice in what is perhaps the most avuncular and unthreatening role in all of theater.

Unrelated, Wallace Shawn from The Princess Bride and many other things was in the audience with us that night. Someone recognized him and started the applause when he walked in to take his seat. The Barrow Street Theatre is not very large.

Anyway, I'm tossing it, so take a good look.  Happy new year.