How do you rate when it comes to dramas? Does your day, if not your life, seem like a nonstop palaver? Are there never-ending to-do lists, calamities to be fixed or obstacles to be overcome? And is there any way out of this dilemma?
One of the more provocative forums of engagement is theater. We've come a long way from enforced segregation, but as Clybourne Park ruefully notes, we have yet to realize Martin Luther King's dream of a color-blind society.
Why is hate-watching the only realistic option? Because loving or even liking this expensive misfire is simply not possible. Don't let the fancy names in the cast fool you: "Hemingway and Gellhorn" is a stupid, stupid movie.