Someone give Eric Woolfe protected cultural heritage status. Actor, magician and puppeteer, Woolfe combines a gift for characterization with an...

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“No, I don’t think poems will save us. And yet, and yet.” So once tweeted American spoken-word poet Sarah Kay,...

A family dinner is its own kind of choreography – and staging that dance is keeping director Antoni Cimolino pretty...

I know: sometimes, watching a Fringe show can leave you discombobulated. But hey, it’s part of the game! Think of...

If you spot me around the festival, exhausted and bewildered, like a famished Harlequin chasing a fly for dinner, don’t...

The first week of Fringe is over. We’ve officially entered the festival’s Middle Ages. By now, ‘Everyman’ has probably settled...

Roll up, roll up: Thespis’ wagon is in town! The Fringe couldn’t be further from a temple of slick entertainment....

Some may remember Conrad, the raccoon whose death in the Yorkville neighbourhood in 2015 prompted Torontonians to organize a public...

Before anything else, dear reader, start with the image. Pause over the proshot I’ve selected for this review. Notice the...