Harry Clarke
Philip's shaggy-dog yarn keeps exposing him as what used to be known as a pathological liar. And with little more than a wooden deck chair, a small table, a wooden slated floor and a sky-blue background (the set is by Alexander Dodge, the lighting by Alan C. Edwards), Crudup's tour-de-force performance is a potent reminder that all you need for good theater is the actor's voice--as well as a good script, of course. I…