Gillian is studying journalism and theatre at Fordham University at Lincoln Center. She also works as the online editor for The Fordham Observer and as an intern for Broadway News. Besides theater writing, she also loves dancing, exploring the city and Schmackary's cookies, which hold a very special place in her heart.
Whatever your love-hate relationship with Zoom looks like at this point of the pandemic, perhaps some part of you is nursing, like I am, a certain deg...
In a metallic, soundproof house, a family is fighting about who must cancel their plans to look after their pregnant dog at home instead. The father, ...
Classic Stage has frankly (no pun intended) furnished its auditorium exactly how I’d expect “Frankenstein” to look: metallic and Gothic, with sparse c...
I’m used to going to the fourth floor of the WP Theater, but it’s currently blocked off by a sign saying, “Closed for town meeting.” That struck me as...
What do fans of 20th-century German theatre, poetry retreats and Marie Kondo have in common? About as little as you’d expect, I’d guess, save for the ...
“Ok boomers,” I have to hand it to you — the music you grew up with can’t be beat, no pun intended. “Young Blood” I may be, but a “Piece of My Heart” ...
The set of Ran Xia’s In Blue at The Tank is wistful, antique. A string suspended from the ceiling holds sparse, bare lightbulbs and letters above the ...
The most memorable line from Sara and Reid Farrington’s BrandoCapote was an analogy that likened three middle-school bullies to a “Cerberus of average...
Strangers in the Night aptly begins with a melancholy horn rendition of Frank Sinatra’s same-named ballad. And then Frank steps onstage - no, not Sina...
