Maura Hogan

My 'tween daughter and I recently fired up the cult classic ahead of the new PG-13 version now playing in theaters. We also plan to see the staged production in North Charleston.

Raised and now back living in the Columbia area, the author’s name is hitting shelves and online carts around the country in bright yellow type on the cover and spine of “Redwood Court,” the published poet’s debut novel.

Oscar Rivers Jr., honorary Charleston-born and based jazz pianist and saxophonist, has for decades enthralled crowds in the Lowcountry and well beyond.

It was a watershed event. Pardon the pun, but when Urinetown first hit the Broadway stage in 2001, it, well, opened the theatrical floodgates for a host of others to subvert the musical theater form. Think Avenue Q or The Book of Mormon. The wordplay-averse should be warned: It’s near impossible to resist it when […]

Hold onto your shrapnel helmets. The Village Repertory Company has unleashed a bracing look at World War I in Journey’s End, the 1928 dramatic work by R.C. Sherriff offering an intimate vantage on the horrors of the first Great War.

A young girl trapped in an endless sleep emerges from an orange-glowing, poppy-growing orb. An amiable crow sports some fine upper-body plumage and serious pipes. A party-hardy billionaire itches to zip to the moon. A supersize stuffed bunny gets its moment in the spotlight, too. All this and more converged on the stage of the […]

If there is just one takeaway from an epic poem — and a cogent new play concerning one — it’s the unbearable lightness of a republic. Such is the thrust of “The Song of Rome,” which will likely send a Sisyphean shudder through anyone invested in the fate of democracy. And, on the Dock Street […]

A hand-wringing, emo-prone young man is harangued by the ghost of his father to avenge his murder. The rub? Said son is so addled by overthinking he just can’t seem to check the dreadful deed off his to-do list. If this sounds like the basis of one of the Western world’s most well-known tragic theatrical […]

It might seem incongruous to coax comedy from the Jim Crow-era South. Decades after gaining their freedom, Black Americans continued to confront seemingly insurmountable inequities. In so many ways, life on the plantation abided with all its inequities.

Marriage is one hell of a time warp. Whether it goes the distance or goes down in flames, it more often than not lingers in the frontal lobe for the long haul, drawing you back to moments grand or grim, coloring notions of future romantic love forever. Perhaps that’s why the musical “The Last Five […]