Stephen Metcalfe

As a writer, I have never been overly concerned with reviews. I remember my first play, Vikings, opening at the Manhattan Theatre Club in1981 in what was certainly a less than stellar production and the critic for the New York Times, Frank Rich, pretty much tearing both me and the theatre a new asshole for…

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To this day, people often ask me why my name doesn’t appear in the credits of the film, Pretty Woman, on which I did a lot of work.   It’s a long story and it’s a short story.  The long one first, at least as I remember it. In the late eighties, Touchstone Picture acquired the…

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Writer’s Block:  A condition in which a writer is either unable to produce new work or experiences a creative slowdown. It should be so simple.  I don’t know if it’s age, the anxieties, and uncertainties of the current times, but I have lost my ability to create.  It’s never happened before.  In a forty-odd career…

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9/19/23 Okay, guess what?  You’ll never guess in a  million years and so I’ll tell you.  Sit on his ass at a desk me recently went to — wait for it — call it the “B” word — a baseball game.  Yes!  And not just any game.  Major League Baseball, baby!  San Diego Padres.  Petco…

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I should have known there was something off when I fell asleep at the beginning of the second act.   Granted I’d been up at six getting kids to school and walking dogs and yes, one of my problems with the theatre these days is it’s pretty much past my bedtime and yes, I’d had a…

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(written in 2016) To all my fellow artists, friends and cohorts. You have no idea what you’ve been missing.  I… wait for it… went to the rodeo last night.   It was my son’s idea.  Some friends from his job were going and he wanted to go too.  I wasn’t sure.  My son has high functioning…

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