JUST SAW EQUUS WITH DANIEL RADCLIFFE, which pleased the Insta-Daughter. It was an excellent production (I saw the play back in the ’70s during its first wave of popularity) and Radcliffe turned in a highly creditable performance, though the real star of the show was Richard Griffiths as Dr. Dysart. (It was a bit of a busman’s holiday for the Insta-Wife, who identified with Dysart’s professional world-weariness all too much.) Kate Mulgrew was adequate, but not overly impressive, but all of us agreed that Anna Camp, as Jill, made much more of the part than the script did. “Stole the show” might be too strong, but she turned a semi-minor character into a major one. Lighting and staging broke no boundaries, but were excellent. The Insta-Daughter liked it very much; she’s a major Radcliffe fan.

An article linked on Drudge a while back said that Broadway shows were doing badly, but tonight’s show played to a packed house; I didn’t see a single empty seat. We caught a pedicab ride back to the hotel; the driver was from Mali, and I tipped him twenty bucks, as any guy who comes from the Sahara to pedal a cab in a New York snowstorm deserves it.

UPDATE: Here’s a picture from intermission — photos were forbidden during the show, of course. I don’t think there’s a connection between the Star Trek-like lighting and Kate Mulgrew’s presence, but who knows?