Hands together for “Lips together”
Terrence McNally’s “Lips Together, Teeth Apart” is a study of the way bodies turn away from each other, even as their voices crash together and come to naught. I would love to go back to Oren Stevens’s ’11 deft production of the play at the Whitney Humanities Center tonight and watch it with the sound on mute. Sure, I’d be missing the wonderful clash of dialogue, but would all fall short if the four sole figures only mimed their meaning?
I don’t think so. The production’s great virtue, after all, is its devotion to the poetry of space. Take the beautiful exposed set, for example —...
