Leisure
Some productions bear down on you with a fierce, unblinking eye. Others feel so lifeless, you find yourself wishing they’d blink, just once, to indicate that they haven’t totally expired. Theophilus North, the latest from Arena Stage, possesses flashes of the former category’s power but large doses of the latter’s docility. A jaunty tale of light angst, the play is adapted from the novel of the same name by Thornton Wilder.
By
the Voice Staff
January 30, 2003