David Fox

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This hugely energetic show favors spectacle over characters, but the audience doesn’t seem to mind.

Philadelphia Artists’ Collective’s delightful show captures the delights—and some of the poignant heart—of early melodrama.

This serious, ambitious show feels like its still a work in progress.

Less here would be so much more.

This accomplished, moving production puts the audience’s imagination to work.

The wonderful Corinna Burns shines especially brightly in this droll, delightful show.

Whether this earnest, winning piece is a successful play is an open question.

This brilliantly acerbic, absurdist comedy gleefully thumbs its nose at trigger warnings.

Is this once-iconic satire still viable, or a historical curiosity? That is the question.

What’s most unsettling here happens quietly in the shadows.

Michael Hollinger’s funny and clever play could use more gravity.

In Michael Hollinger’s perplexing but enchanting play, getting there is the best part.

The vocal standards are high, and the pleasure of discovering new talent always exhilarating.

Mack, who opened the season creating a new role, is now back in an iconic one.

John Guare’s monumental Lydie Breeze trilogy ends movingly, if not entirely clearly.