So a lot of firsts, but for what cause? What can we in the here-and-now take away from a retrograde fairy tale about a reclusive blind princess and her restrictive father — so restrictive, in fact, he forbids any mention of sight or light in her presence?

It’s not just that the design is ugly, though it certainly is, it’s that it actually undermines the author’s intent.

In any case, the days are getting shorter, we could all use some warming up, and BoHo and Marston have got the fire going with its central triangle of players.

It’s a well-crafted musical—and based on what’s on display, an unjustly overlooked one—and it can just as easily fit in one’s pocket as it can pack a punch and shake the rafters with sound and fury.

Part of Avenue Q's magic is certainly the tittering glee of watching good ol’ wholesome Sesame Street take it up the puppet hole.

Come out and see the tale of Nelly Gwynn;
A pleasing night, ‘twill surely make you grin

Burnham’s Dream is quiet and unassuming. And a piece about Chicago architecture—a piece about the moment that put Chicago on the cultural map—should be a damned assuming thing.

Whether Broadway stardom awaits Samantha Barks when the show opens in New York in the fall, we’ll have to wait and see. After all, stars have been made on shows with even fewer reasons for being than Pretty Woman.