Growing up, Ryan Ellington was the kid always cracking jokes with his friends.

The latest example of the Second City’s D.C.-centric programming is “Dance Like There’s Black People Watching,” a defiantly upbeat, occasionally uproarious mixtape of comedy sketches and aerobic dance ...

This is Drama Masks, a Bay Area performing arts column—full of mad ramblings, Oxford commas, and “theatre” spelled with an “r ...

Tammy Faye,” a bland, tonal mishmash of a show opening on Broadway, seems afraid to lean into what made the televangelist so ...