The second season of the Tyrone Guthrie Theater in Minneapolis opened with a palpable hit, Henry V, and a palpable miss, Saint Joan. There are shortcomings in both. After a year of playing Minneapolis, the company has adopted a broader style, giving the Midwest audience the kind of easy laughs it seems to demand. The play choices are scarcely venturesome. On the record of the Guthrie Theater so far, the oft-expressed hope that decentralized regional theater might revitalize the enfeebled condition of the drama in the U.S. must be deferred.
Henry V. Something resembling...
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