Is it me, or have the follies of rich New Yorkers become less delightfully entertaining than they once were?
To wit: Some of the savor has left the champagne in the Broadway revival of “Six Degrees of Separation,” John Guare’s once-scintillating comedy of manners set just after the waning of the country’s last gilded era, the 1980s. (Or was that the one before last?) The new production, starring Allison Janney and directed by Trip Cullman, has plenty of comic fizz — perhaps a little too much, at times — but the flavor of the wine itself has lost some of its appeal in an era increasingly defined by economic, cultural and even racial disparities. Time can play unhappy tricks on even the finest works of art.
