Carissa Youse
Carissa Youse
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“Angels” speak creep
Set in the forgotten corners of Appalachia, Yale Cabaret’s final show of the semester, “Language of Angels,” follows a group of old friends dealing with the aftermath of a mysterious tragedy. “Dawson’s Creek” meets David Lynch in this eerie play, when one of the friends, Celie, goes missing during a normal evening of teenage debauchery at a cave.
Blue takes you to school
There is a growing population within the Yale community who have secretly tried and failed to learn Beyonce’s “Single Ladies” dance on more than one occasion. And for us, Rhythmic Blue’s newest show, “Lessons in Love,” is both a godsend and a sad reminder that we will never be able to move like that.
Joyce’s swan song
You remember that first time you read anything by James Joyce and you had no idea what the hell he was trying to say, but somehow you just knew that it was profound? Yeah, this play isn’t quite like that. That is to say, Yale Cabaret’s latest play, “A Portrait of the Woman as a Young Artist,” does indeed leave you wildly confused, and the show does grasp at profundity — but it falls short.
Let’s get ‘Intimate’
This weekend, student director Julondre Brown ’10 takes on “Intimate Apparel,” Lynn Nottage’s DRA ’89 drama about love, or the lack thereof, in New York circa 1905.
For all ‘Time’
M. Ward is exactly the kind of boy you would want to marry, the kind of boy who wears exhausted flannel shirts as he strums acoustic love songs from across the illegal bonfire in your backyard.
Going ‘Under’
A single light illuminates the face of a well-dressed man onstage.
Salvage a crappy V-Day with ‘Beauty’
As I descended the stairs of the Cabaret for the debut of “Hold for Beauty,” I was already in a bad mood.
‘Electra’ gets committed
A drum steadily beats as the low drone of a flute hums on. Doctors clad in white shuffle quietly in the corners.
First Thursdays lack weekend punch
The Chapel Street Historic District’s First Thursdays, a monthly event designed to draw students and community members to the downtown shopping district of New Haven, may be failing to do just that.
Rachel gets married, makes our reviewer sob
Shot entirely with a handheld camera, Jonathan Demme’s “Rachel Getting Married” could easily be hailed as the most stunning home movie of all time. The gritty-yet-eloquent film follows a recovering drug addict who returns from rehab to her suburban Connecticut home for her older sister’s wedding.