Iris Fanger, reviewing in the Phoenix, didn't seem to like the Merrimack Rep's production, but...
Arthur Miller’s 1968 drama The Price touches many universals: the relationship between brothers, the inescapable taints of the past, and the difficulties of the ties that bind men and women. But most of all, it’s an evening of American history, an illustration of the effects of the Depression on everyone who lived in those times.
He’s also a commentator on the national obsession with money: getting it, keeping it, using it to enhance one’s self-esteem. It’s a theme that connects many of his characters, from the Kellers of All My Sons to the Lomans to Walter, Victor, and Esther Franz.
Good, Good, Good. The Price really takes a beating from critics, I think mostly out of the highbrow insistence that Arthur Miller cannot possibly be an important dramatist if not a genius.