Vincent in Brixton
Went to see Vincent in Brixton at the John Golden theater. A decent historical conceit (even if it has the feeling of it all being an elaborate set up for the final scene) and good acting but a plodding pace. The pauses, as wide as the stage, instead of heightening the emotion could have been strung together to make room for another play. The dialogue, probably meant to evoke a more formal era, was painfully stilted for most of the play and we were not the only ones in the audience to laugh inappropriately. When the stage darkened we headed out the door and we were probably on the subway before the houselights came on.