Tracy Letts is a great idea for Ill but, having seen the play tonight, this doesn't have a hope in hell of surviving in NYC in this iteration at least -- sluggish, overwritten, deeply attenuated, and tonally uncertain. Manville is hugely watchable but forced by the writing to play a one-note sardonicism throughout and the result is an unrewarding, tendentious slog that ain't goin' anywhere.
Ben Brantley was in the house tonight, apparently. |
