As the title character in The Philanthropist, Matthew Broderick is a mousy professor who has only nice things to say about people. Unfortunately, it's hard to be generous about this zzzz-inducing Roundabout revival, which fails to flatter its star, director or the play.
What to do about that pesky cousin? Behead her? Have her killed? Let her rot in jail? Those questions face Elizabeth I in Mary Stuart, now on Broadway in a bold revival from London's Donmar Warehouse. Friedrich Schiller's drama, adapted by Peter Oswald, depicts shifting loyalties by all the queens' men, but this slice of history is all about the leading ladies.
The fact that the Beales welcomed attention of any sort, and continue to receive it after their deaths, doesn't make their story add up to much more than sad.