Humans, we're told, have an ingrained flight-or-fight impulse. We either flee stress or stay and put up our mitts. The hero of Liz Flahive's new play is definitely in the first group.
The battling couple George and Martha have found a home on Broadway.
More than 83,000 Americans are missing from overseas conflicts dating to World War II — and James Canik's mission is to account for each and every one of them.
The accused ringleader in beard-cutting attacks on fellow Amish in Ohio cannot rely on taxpayers to pay his legal bills, a federal judge ruled Wednesday.
It is easy to see why Erik Larson's chilling book "In the Garden of Beasts" has zoomed to the top of best-seller lists. It is a compelling read. The ominous title refers to Berlin's Central Park, the Tiergarten, which means "animal garden," and hearkens back to the days when it served as a royal hunting preserve.
Last week, I applauded the fact that interest rates are low, and I pointed out that it's not helping the sluggish real estate market. I also noted that the drop in property values is prompting some homeowners to make some bad decisions.
Edward Albee's "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?" is on its way back to a Broadway stage next year.
It sounds like the breathless plot of a zany sitcom: Manhattan adman who moonlights as a drag queen trades high heels for barn boots to raise goats and purple tomatoes with his life partner, a doctor who moved from geriatric practice to "The Martha Stewart Show" before chucking city life for a new career on the farm.
It sounds like the breathless plot of a zany sitcom: Manhattan adman who moonlights as a drag queen trades high heels for barn boots to raise goats and purple tomatoes with his life partner, a doctor who moved from geriatric practice to "The Martha Stewart Show" before chucking the city life for a new career on the farm.
