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Shakespeare lived his entire life in the shadow of bubonic plague. On April 26, 1564, in the parish register of Holy Trinity Church, in Stratford-upon-Avon, the vicar, John Bretchgirdle, recorded the baptism of one “Gulielmus filius Johannes Shakspere.” A few months later, in the same register, the vicar noted the death of Oliver Gunne, an apprentice weaver, and in the margins next to that entry s
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The gyroscopic second act of Walsh’s “Arlington,” which recently opened in Brooklyn, is performed by a speechless dancer, Oona Doherty.PHOTOGRAPH BY TEDDY WOLFF Earlier this month, the morning after the opening of his play “Arlington,” in Brooklyn, the Irish playwright Enda Walsh was rubbing his eyes. What did he think of the opening? “I didn’t see it!” he said. “I went out for dinner!” Dressed in
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It’s hard for me to understand how John Hughes (in glasses) was able to write with so much sensitivity, and also have such a glaring blind spot.Photograph from Universal Pictures / Everett Earlier this year, the Criterion Collection, which is “dedicated to gathering the greatest films from around the world,” released a restored version of “The Breakfast Club,” a film written and directed by John H
A Mind in Connemara
As a child, the playwright Martin McDonagh spent nearly every summer with his parents and older brother in Connemara, a rugged region on Ireland’s west coast. Once, when he was six, his family boarded a curragh—a long rowboat made of slatted wood, of the sort that local fishermen have used for almost two thousand years—and made the trip from Lettermullan, the Connemara fishing village where his fa
Take It Off
The performer Dirty Martini, at the Slipper Room. She is regarded by many as the queen of the new burlesque.Photograph by Pari Dukovic As the curtain went up in the Slipper Room, on Orchard Street, one night last month, Dirty Martini, whom many people regard as the queen of the so-called “new burlesque,” stood on the stage in a gown printed, in sequins, with the American flag. “God Bless the U.S.A
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