Something one notices about the audiences at Manhattan’s 59e59 theater, just off Park Avenue: They don’t look like they’ve come very far to get there. They embody elite comfort and complacency, a fact that actor Dan Lauria, playing Jimmy Hoffa in Good Bobby, puts to sharp comic effect: He enters through the audience, greeting “friends” and slapping backs, pointing out faces in the crowd—“Now there’s a working man!” —as the half-abashed theatergoers, who look like they have never been so much as downwind of a Teamster, smile nervously: They’re in on the joke, and they are the joke. (An earlier production at 59e59, A Lifetime Burning, merely sneered at the haute bourgeoisie from within a miniature Design Within Reach showroom, and was much less satisfactory.) Good Bobby is about the career and Oedipus complex of Robert F....

 

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