Seen in the best light, the A.R.T. could be called a "theatrical
laboratory" in which even the most outlandishly silly concepts can be experimented upon, because most of their most famous imported directors are never allowed to see the work as failed. Most of their experiments have been bewilderingly opaque and have had no relation whatever to whether the audience learns anything from watching some "arteest" masturbate publically. The Loeb Drama Center --- where I spent many happy years working backstage before these Sothron carpetbaggers came to town --- has looked to me like the Kennedy Compound out in Hyannis, where locals can watch helicopters fly Important People in to do Something Important, nationally or internationally, but who the hell knows what?
This is part of a 50-year lookback that Larry takes on his time living and seeing theater here in Boston.