At the Gerard Shoenfeld
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Once the lights go down at the revival of Arthur Miller’s All My Sons, at the Gerard Shoenfeld Theater through January 11, John Lithgow comes out most nights to peek over the fourth wall and announce the setting — “August of our era.” But at a recent performance, he also solicited donations. “Most shows do this at the end,” he said. “But after our show, we figured you’re not going to want to hear any speeches.” The audience chuckled, but Lithgow’s joke wasn’t about letting the tourists get back to their hotels early. Miller’s play, about fathers and sons and the dark side of capitalism, is stuffed with enough speeches to embarrass a political convention. Any more at the end might fall on deafened ears.
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