I can’t say that I like The Fall. It’s hard to utter the word “like” within earshot of all those scenes of brutality against women. And sometimes the show seems to linger a little too long in the killer’s point of view, crossing the line into prurience. But the show also lingers a little too [...]
I generally feel lucky to be living in New York City, but the theater can make me feel downright blessed — especially when I end up breathing the same air as Meryl Streep, Tyne Daly, Jane Lynch, and Anna Deavere Smith.
If the camera adds 10 pounds, the stage takes off 10 pounds — or, more accurately, it turns a blind eye, emphasizing mirth over girth and preferring substance to surface.