Comedy teases the truth out of theater experience
A reviewer would surely seem churlish to dislike a play in which a theater critic is: hit in the head with pasta; attacked by a producer’s dog; punched in the mouth by a playwright; and barred from a group hug because he isn’t really “in the theater.”
And he would have to actually be churlish to avoid being charmed by Profile Theatre Project’s energetic and superbly cast production of Terrence McNally’s terrifically funny, theater-world-skewering comedy, “It’s Only a Play.”
Set entirely in the upstairs bedroom of a posh Manhattan apartment, “It’s Only a Play” lifts the curtain, so to speak, on the private world of those involved with a Broadway opening. McNally has called it his most autobiographical work. It may also be his funniest.