Sons

I want to talk more about what Mr. St. Peter posted but I need to have my thinking cap fully engaged. Currently, it seems to be on the fritz, burnt out by work, school, and the hectic home life. In the meantime, Ms. Haubenstock’s review of “All My Sons” was in today’s T-D. I also heard a preview on the radio this morning that said a theater review was coming up but I missed the actual review. Did Mr. Porter chime in on “Sons” as well? Anyone know?

(Update: Thanks, Anonymous. Here's a link to the aforementioned review, except that it's of "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" and it's Ms. Tupponce's.)

And, just as a topical aside, I was reading some of the kurfluffle that got, um, fluffed after the inauguration having to do with the flubbed oath of office. There’s a great linguistic breakdown at this site. One post I thought was interesting was the following, that at least tangentially had to do with theater:

“Regardless of who flubbed first or who flubbed worse, the unscripted, unpredictable exchange broke the fourth wall and reframed all the pageantry as theatre, not reality. Theatre that evoked reflection as much as emotion. I loved this, actually, because I think in so doing, it strangely and perfectly fit with Obama's speech and overall message, which consistently attempts to shift the power and responsibility of change from "actors" to "audience" or from politicians to "we (us) the people."

Y’all have a great weekend!