


At times funny and sweet, at other times filled with terror and pain, Corin’s writing is elegantly poised where in the joy and random games are balanced by heart wrenching choice.

Those Salem witch-spotters are up to no good again, in this return season of New Theatre’s production of the Arthur Miller classic.

This is what dance should do, but, unfortunately, rarely does. I haven’t felt this excited seeing a contemporary work for a very long time.

