It's in eye of the beholder, (and hand of the director)
A confession: When I was assigned to review Act II Playhouse's production of Art, Yasmina Reza's 1995 three-way dysfunctional bromance, I didn't want to. During a Chicago theater blitz a few years ago, I caught Steppenwolf Theatre's version and left thinking, "What an irritating two hours of mewling, self-serious self-abuse."