8220;The Testament of Mary” (directed by Deborah Warner, at the Walter Kerr) is theatre porn. Stiff with its own seriousness, it’s a Broadway show that wants to impress us with its anti-Broadway intellectualism, while straining for a big, tricked-out success. The ninety-minute monologue . . . (Subscription required.)
SOURCE: The New Yorker at 12:00AM on April 29, 2013