Back in the 1950s, Eric Bentley once suggested, only half jokingly, that it would be easier to explain the existence of the universe than some Broadway producers' choice of commercial plays. As if to prove that the latter mystery is not merely fiscal, today's nonprofit institutions increasingly seem to choose the same damn third-rate pieces that Bentley puzzled over, only now under different titles and credited to younger authors, with their content barely updated beyond a few topical references and the addition of cell phones. What a theater supposedly under public obligation to further the cause of art can see in such drivel beats me: I'm likelier to discover Einstein's unified field theory than to be able to tell you, for instance, why Second Stage would... More >>>