Pam MacKinnon, a director whose past work I have greatly admired, has failed to toughen up the flabbiness of the script, and certain members of the cast, Ms. Kirk in particular, give overly obvious performances for which she must also take part of the rap. (Not so Mr. Wood and Ms. Parisse, who are their usual excellent selves.) Daniel Ostling's set looks as though it were made of cardboard.