'The Madrid' Evaporates Before Our Eyes
It’s hard to fathom how Manhattan Theatre Club allowed Liz Flahive’s undercooked comedy-drama “The Madrid” to get all the way to the stage at New York City Center’s main downstairs space. Not even the excellent Leigh Silverman, who directs, can make the thin story of a primary-school teacher who one day just ups and leaves her family with no explanation believable or worth our time. With…