One could have muddy fears about Fuddy Meers, now in its Off-Broadway open run, but dwelling prickly on plotline improbabilities would take all the friskiness out of David Lindsay-Abaire's goofy, off-the-wall, door-lacking farce. Like any breakthrough play by a breakthrough playwright, Fuddy Meers has its share of chips and flaws, a lacking layer of dramaturgical polish that might have been applied had the writer not been so determined to make his mark. Yet what contemporary playwriting has long been missing-and what Lindsay-Abaire serves up in dopamine-deprived abundance--is an unhinged sense of playfulness and whimsy. Theater, my friends, is fun again.

Fuddy Meers opens with Clair[...]