It’s a pity about Sam Strong’s production of The Crucible. Arthur Miller’s allegory of McCarthyism through the dark glass of 17th-century witch hunts in Salem, Massachusetts, is one of the masterpieces of the modern American theatre and it very powerfully outstares the moment of its own begetting. The persecution of old lefties, the drama of those, like the actor Lee J.
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