It's a solid exposition of Wilson's first and only portrait of the black middle class.
Kate Neubert-Lechner gives a dimensional performance of a character who just happens to be a dog.
This Tempest is quick-moving if not so quick-witted.
Borrowing from an all-time great can't help but invite unflattering comparisons.
Thoreau is laughably sanctimonious, more treatise than drama.
The performance to watch is Jay Keenan's as the jaded Washington insider James Conover.
Pittsburgh Playwrights completes August Wilson's Pittsburgh Cycle; Unseam'd Shakespeare marks its 20th anniversary with a curious Tempest