Ed Harris, a not-so-big secret, and cliches on parade By Toby Zinman
This U.S. premiere of yet another new play by the prolific Neil LaBute is almost review-proof, since there is no way to talk about the plot without giving away its big secret. (Clue: The title is a pun.) This is a one-trick pony, and even for the most loyal of Ed Harris fans (me) and Neil LaBute fans (me, too, often to my shame), Wrecks is rubbish.
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