The theater is the only ailing immortal. It cannot die, but it dreams incessantly of some dramatic Lourdes where the healing miracle of instant greatness will occur. In recent years, the hoped-for Lourdes has been the regional theater. It has failed to revitalize U.S. drama, even though it has provided entertaining and illuminating evenings for multitudes of people.
A significant theater seems to require the kinetic tempo, the minute-to-minute violence and conflict, the constant intellectual bombardment and diversity that can exist only in a great city. The prime fallacy behind regional theater is the notion that architecture induces art, that...
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