One would like to think that art is not gender specific. Women should be able to appreciate a testosterone-drenched Tarantino film, just as guys ought to feel O.K. sneaking a few tears at the latest Susan Sarandon sudser. But any man who braves the theater for a performance of The Vagina Monologues had better be prepared. Eve Ensler's play is a series of monologues based on interviews with real women on the subject of their most intimate body part. There are lists of answers to "empowering" questions ("If your vagina could talk, what would it say?") and harrowing first-person accounts of...
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