Los Angeles Theater Review: WHAT THE MOON SAW, OR "I ONLY APPEAR TO BE DEAD" (Son of Semele)
A NEARLY MAGICAL EVENING News reporters ask one passerby after another, "Where were you when the Moon fell?" Yet the Moon has not fallen. She perches on a white chiffon-covered platform, plunking out a minor-key refrain on her accordion and singing a plaintive tune that begs those below to recognize her. The shining Moon is [...]