While the set--unchanged for the 90 minutes--is memorable, the play is not. Bogged down with "you had to have been there" dialogue, the occasional moments of genuine humor--much of it about wine and their vintages-- fail to rescue the play. Arthur Miller did it better in "Whos Afraid of Virginia Woolf" with its sharper talk and devastating revelation. Here, as the drunkenness deepens, it simply becomes harder to relate to the four characters.
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