Here’s my list of recommended Broadway, off-Broadway, and out-of-town shows, updated weekly. In all cases, I gave these shows favorable reviews (if sometimes qualifiedly so) in The Wall Street Journal when they opened. For more information, click on the title.
BROADWAY:
• An American in Paris (musical, G, too complex for small children, closes Jan. 1, reviewed here)
• The Color Purple (musical, PG-13, many performances sold out last week, reviewed here)
• Hamilton (musical, PG-13, Broadway transfer of off-Broadway production, all performances sold out last week, reviewed here)
• Matilda (musical, G, closes Jan. 1, most performances sold out last week, reviewed here)
• On Your Feet! (jukebox musical, G, reviewed here)
OFF BROADWAY:
• A Day by the Sea (drama, G, not suitable for children, closes Sept. 24, reviewed here)
• The Fantasticks (musical, G, suitable for children capable of enjoying a love story, reviewed here)
• Sense & Sensibility (serious romantic comedy, G, remounting of 2014 off-Broadway production, closes Nov. 20, original production reviewed here)
CLOSING NEXT WEEK ON BROADWAY:
• Fun Home (serious musical, PG-13, closes Sept. 10, reviewed here)
CLOSING NEXT WEEK IN EAST HADDAM, CONN.:
• Bye Bye Birdie (musical, G, closes Sept. 8, reviewed here)
CLOSING SUNDAY ON BROADWAY:
• Les Misérables (musical, G, too long and complicated for young children, virtually all performances sold out last week, reviewed here)




Forgive my recent semi-absence from this space, but I’ve been inordinately busy of late, quite a bit more than I expected to be. Among other things, the Mosaic Theater Company’s production of Satchmo at the Waldorf, which began previews last Thursday, opens tonight in Washington, D.C.
I wasn’t able to make it to Sacramento for B Street Theatre’s production, which opened last week, nor will I be able to go to Baton Rouge to see New Venture Theatre’s two-night run of Satchmo in September. It never occurred to me when I wrote it six years ago that Satchmo would eventually become so popular that I’d find it impossible to keep up with all of its various productions. Yet that’s what’s happened, and I don’t quite know what to make of it. More and more I find myself feeling like a father whose no-longer-young child has flown the coop at last. I can’t do much for him anymore: he’s on his own now, making his way in the world for better or worse as I look on from afar with a mixture of bemusement and paternal pride.
Louis Armstrong and the All Stars perform “Mack the Knife” in concert in 1956: