“Red Sparrow,” how I do dislike thee. Let me count the ways. You take ambitious leaps and for that I cannot fault you, but my gosh do you fall short of whatever you aimed for. The movie (based on a...

The curtain rose on a spare, but elegant set that appeared to be lit by skylight.  Dancers dressed for rehearsal began to file in, gossiping and stretching.  From there, it was a joyful and theatrical...

It is a Thursday evening at the Auditorium Theatre of Roosevelt University, and the hall is hushed by the white­-clothed figure of a woman writhing under projected lights. Her every movement is a...