previously successful run in London. It didn’t garner a Tony nomination for best play nor did its cast get any nods. And it clearly didn’t score in the box-office department, as evidenced by the fact it’s closing earlier than originally announced.

But I am telling you: This was the best Broadway production of a play -- new or revival -- I saw this past season. And Brody’s performance? A masterful example of an actor living and breathing his character with every line and lanky movement.

There’s the story, too -- the true story of Nick Yarris, a man wrongfully convicted of murder who spent 22 years on death row and found a woman who became both his advocate and spouse. Ferrentino’s script tells the tale as an extended metaphor, so it becomes more than a play about a miscarriage of justice, but also one about the passage of time and how we reckon with that and all of life’s cruelties and quiet joys. Somehow, you see yourself in Nick Yarris. Oh, and if the ending doesn’t move you to tears -- no spoilers here -- please check your pulse.

But why was it so slighted? I’ve got theories. Maybe the subject didn’t appeal. Maybe people don’t like Brody. But it’s hard to balance that against what I saw on stage Thursday night.

You’ve got until Sunday to see for yourself. — Charles Passy (Photo credit: Emilio Madrid)

Published: June 26, 2026