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B

I saw the original Lincoln Center Theater premiere 15 years ago and the Broadway transfer, which I liked somewhat better, a year later. When I learned that the play was being revived on Broadway, I had no intention of seeing it again but the temptation to see Julia Louis-Dreyfus, Ed Harris and Allison Janney together on one stage was too strong for me to resist. The third time wasn’t exactly a charm, but it wasn’t a disappointment either. The plot revolves around whether East Coast lefty writer-daughter Brooke Wyeth (Lily Rabe, in a role previously played by Elizabeth Marvel and Rachel Griffith), not long out of an expensive psychiatric clinic, should publish her memoir about a family tragedy that happened 25 years prior, no matter what pain it causes her staunchly Republican parents Polly & Lyman Wyeth (Louis-Dreyfus and Harris, in roles created by Stockard Channing and Stacey Keach) who are living in Palm Springs splendor in self-exile from Hollywood. Polly is a former screenwriter and Lyman is a former actor famous for his dying scenes. Janney plays Polly's alcoholic sister Silda (previously played by Linda Lavin and Judith Light), who cowrote screenplays with Polly until they had a falling out, and who is using her niece to work out her own feelings against her sister. Joe Keery plays Brooke's hedonist younger brother Trip (a role originated by Thomas Sadowsi, followed by Justin Kirk), producer of a "Judge Judy"-type tv show, who is trying desperately not to take sides. They all have at each other for an act and a half, until we learn that things are not quite as they seem. A brief final scene set five years later seems a rather artless way to end the play. Don’t blink or you’ll miss an important non-verbal moment at the very end. The play has dated a bit. The Reagan Republicans with whom the Wyeths associated seem almost quaint today. The first act seems a bit long and repetitive, but things pick up in Act Two. The dialog is full – perhaps over-full -- of one-liners. Baitz’s script generously gives each actor a chance to shine. Louis-Dreyfus and Harris seemed a bit tentative at first but grew stronger as the play progressed. Rabe makes a strong impression as Polly but plays her closer to hysteria than I recall. Keery is perfectly fine as Trip. There is no way Janney resembles Louis-Dreyfus enough to be her sister, but no matter. She steals every scene she is in. The set by Scott Pask is surprisingly drab, unlike any Palm Springs homes I have seen. The costumes by Tom Broecker are attractive except for the one that Polly first appears in, a tennis outfit with a skirt that looks more like an apron. The sound design by Mikaal Sulaiman is good. John Benjamin Hickey keeps things moving and gives each actor their moment. The play has its flaws but is entertaining, nonetheless. I would recommend it more enthusiastically if it were not for the outrageous ticket prices. Minimum prices for orchestra or dress circle seats begin at $340 and go up exponentially from there. The price I paid a month ago has doubled. If you have a bundle of cash, go and enjoy. Running time: 2 ½ hours including intermission.