Directed by Teresa Thurman, one of Seattle’s most eminent theatres, Sound Theatre Company, has opened Cost of Living, a play with great relevancy to our current epidemic of isolation and loneliness. Taking place in New York City, the title not only refers to what it costs in dollars and cents to live in Manhattan and its boroughs, but also the emotional costs of simply living. 
A Truly American Opera
Like Lowbrow Opera Collective, Seattle Opera is de-museumifying opera and producing some interesting chamber opera with living, breathing, in the flesh composers and librettists whose subjects are not 18th century Viennese noblemen (much as I like those operas) but about truly American experiences such as immigration. A chamber opera, Bound, which opened this weekend in the intimate space at Tagney-Jones Hall, was just such an opera.
Time to go back to those remote fiction forums we all loved
Human bodies are self-generation cell machines that can produce an entirely new collection of cells every seven years. Some cells age and die in a few months, and others take a few years, but as that happens, new cells are being generated to keep the body functioning. This is what Nils desperately clings to because, when cells die, trauma should die with them, right? Too bad his ex-girlfriend just passed, and he’s forced back into a rich online scene that is far from healthy.
Nothing is more satisfying than stories of revenge!
At 18th and Union, Pacific Play Company will present a playwrights festival as an appetizing selection of hilarious and thought-provoking short plays and monologues based on the sizzling theme of revenge. Eight actors and nine playwrights will offer a fast-paced, suspenseful evening one will not soon forget!
Hope is a Good thing, maybe the Best Thing and No Good Thing ever Dies.
Like the film Schindler’s List, Tacoma Little Theatre’s production of The Shawshank Redemption portrayed humanity at its worst and at its best. Also, I had the same feeling upon leaving TLT, as I did upon viewing Schindler’s List; that I had gone through a profound, emotional and morally uplifting experience. On a less personal level, the production may not have had Steven Spielberg nor Hollywood big-bucks, but its quality was on a par with anything I have ever seen on Broadway or the West End. It was a tribute to director Blake R. York and Tacoma Little Theatre.
