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For Wit, Terry Dodd coaxed nuance and passion from a play that — though it reliably reduces audiences to tears — has always struck us as thin and smug. Her production created a connection to a deep and ancient sea of inner sadness that even Emma Thompson and HBO couldn’t accomplish. We found a grace and truth here that we hadn’t previously sensed, and the result was genuinely moving.
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