Paul Osborn's lovely play, Morning's at Seven, has just been extended for another month on Broadway. Run -- do not walk! The play is a peek into a rural past, in 1938, with ordinary Americans and their family interactions. It's almost like an anthropological study of customs, beliefs, taboos of a time long gone as four elderly sisters deal with the consequences of their marriages, lives, and affairs. The entire acting ensemble is super, though Piper Laurie, Julie Hagerty and Elizabeth Franz really knocked me out with the breadth of their performances.
John Lee Beatty's fine set, Brian MacDevitt's lighting and Jane Greenwood's costumes perfect the atmosphere of the backyards setting, and there's nothing like a good, human play performed by the best of top-level pros. That's what this is.
