New Plays: The Price

Like a Pharaoh's tomb, the stage is stocked with the relics of a bygone life: a clutter of armoires and grandfather clocks, quaint archaic radios and phonographs, fringed lampshades and a golden harp. A man in a policeman's uniform slowly enters the attic room and sniffs the dust of decades. He walks over to the harp and plucks at a string. It is slack, jangled and flat—an omen of the theatrical evening to come.

Arthur Miller in The Price has written a museum piece of a play to match the set. In form, substance and attitude, his newest drama...

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