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...spacious, beautiful kitchen is filled with shelves of cake plates and creamy white platters, just waiting for this formerly unappreciated domestic goddess to fill them with homemade bounty. Producers of porn employ "fluffers" on their sets. I believe Meyers, as a producer of lifestyle porn, requires a fulltime bleacher, making sure every pristine surface and outfit stays that way. No matter how good Streep is, watching her in these surroundings feels akin to seeing Sarah Bernhardt trapped in a live-action edition of Martha Stewart Living. (See the top 10 movie performances...
...intimate black vacuum of the Loeb Experimental Theater, an all-white catwalk begins at a delicate white backdrop, subtly slanting downward across the space to nearly cut the room diagonally. The audience sits along either side in small bleacher clusters, the noticeably comfortable space between their seats an appreciated—and probably intentional—detail. After all, it could not have been lost on director Matthew C. Stone ’11 that British playwright Martin Crimp’s “Attempts on Her Life” is not a play that makes anyone feel like...
...ticket holder to be there. (Though a lot of people will want to be, now that the Alice Tully concert hall has been voluptuously refashioned in a warm African wood.) And you don't even have to go inside to lounge on a pyramid of sidewalk bleacher seats that face into the glass-walled lobby so that the café scene becomes a show in itself. Try not to make a spectacle of yourself on either side of the window. But come to think of it, that's the point...
Even their ballpark is a sentimental favorite. With Yankee Stadium shutting down this season, Chicago's Wrigley Field joins Boston's Fenway Park as the only quirky, old-school ball field left in the game. Shouldn't its ivy walls and Bleacher Bums finally be treated to a World Series victory...
...from East to West. The piece begins with traditional Peking opera: a singer-dancer intoning a sacrifice ritual in Chinese. (You'll get subtitles in the theaters, as we at the Met got translations on the backs of the seats we were facing.) Behind him, on 12 rows of bleachers than span the stage, a chorus of about 150 keened along. Once the plot kicks in, though, the music becomes westernized and, to these inexpert ears, neither daring in form nor instantly appealing in tune. The color scheme ?? rigid and vivid in Hero, wonderfully lurid in Golden Flower...