When it's a play by Edward Albee, the master of American absurdist theater with his wry dialogue and unsympathetic depictions of modern life, it's bound to push boundaries and be unexpected. Albee ...

In the winner of the Drama Desk Award for Best New Play 2002 and the Tony Award for Best Play 2002, Martin—a successful architect—leads an ostensibly ideal life with his loving wife and teenage son.

WELL, The Goat finally is out of the bag. Love it or loathe it, Edward Albee's eagerly awaited tragicomedy -- his first new work on Broadway in 19 years -- has become the most talked-about play of the ...

When Martin, a world-famous architect, confesses that he's in love with -- how do we put this? -- a goat, the reaction to his unnatural act is quite natural. Invective rushes at him from all ...

Despite what you may have heard, The Goat, or Who Is Sylvia? is not a play about bestiality. The subject hovers over the story, but goat-fucking is more an allegory than a theme. Playwright Edward ...

Fifties singing duo Mickey & Sylvia was right: Love is strange. We can’t control who we love. Sometimes, just a chance glance pushes us off the deep end. Other times it might be a long, in-depth ...

More than a living room is wrecked in The Abreact's current production of "The Goat, or Who Is Sylvia?" by Edward Albee. So too are the lives of acclaimed architect Martin Gray, his devoted wife ...

This is James Taylor with Theatre Talk. Three years ago, on this very date, a small play titled, The Goat or, Who is Sylvia?, opened on Broadway. It was the first Edward Albee play to reach Broadway ...

Edward Albee has made a career of getting people’s goats. This season he notoriously took the task more literally than usual. Not content to merely indulge his inexhaustible talent for invective, his ...

Playwright Edward Albee will receive the 2003 Algur H. Meadows Award for Excellence in the Arts, to be presented in a ceremony Nov. 8 at Southern Methodist University's Meadows School of the Arts. For ...

Fifties singing duo Mickey & Sylvia was right: Love is strange. We can't control who we love. Sometimes, just a chance glance pushes us off the deep end. Other times it might be a long, in-depth ...