A perverse meditation on E.M. Forster’s dictum, “Only connect,” via social media.
It might be tired if produced now, but the 1987 Merchant-Ivory adaptation of E.M. Forster’s gay novel — published posthumously — was way ahead of its time.
Few dance troupes possess the elegance, humor, and subversive sensuality necessary to approach the Bloomsbury Set as subject matter, but it is a milieu…
A long-simmering play about the ties that bind tells us nothing new
