Harvey (by Mary Coyle Chase; produced by Brock Pemberton) is the funniest and most likable fantasy that Broadway has seen in years. Described in one sentence, this yarn about a balmy tosspot who knows an imaginary outsized rabbit named Harvey may suggest all the horrors of relentless whimsy. Distributed over three acts, Elwood P. Dowd and the hare of the dog that bit him become a delightful adventure in wackiness.
The thing is partly delightful because Playwright Chase (a former Denver newspaperwoman whom Dorothy Parker once called "the greatest undiscovered wit in the...
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