ON BROADWAY
In an acquisitive society, things are the measure of all men. The moral of Edward Albee's latest play, Everything in the Garden, is that hell is possessions. In the rush to acquire status-bearing objects, his characters trample on love, decency and honor and are left in destitution of spirit. Garden is not so much a black as a tattletale-grey comedy. Based on a British play by the late Giles Cooper, Garden sometimes lapses into melodrama and implausibility, but it is Albee's most satisfying dramatic effort since Virginia Woolf.
Money is the...
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