New York

Robert Wilson

Cherry Lane Theater

Robert Wilson’s celebrated dreamlike extravaganzas, such as his twelve-hour masterpiece The Life and Times of Joseph Stalin, or the recent and far less satisfying Einstein on the Beach, have been symphonically textured spectacles, bloated with theatrical ambition, if not always pregnant with meaning.

His new work, I Was Sitting On My Patio This Guy Appeared I Thought I Was Hallucinating is a deflation and a consolidation, a rather modest chamber piece. But it represents a critical development in Wilson’s art and a salutary departure from once-outstanding theatrical inventions which have since become mannered conventions on the verge of cliché (Einstein on the Beach was a sumptuous piece of show business, most notable for the talents and individual contributions of the collaborating artists, but unfortunate as a caricature of the best and worst of Wilson’s spectacle style—for this it was

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