Fault is not as good as Proof or Doubt or any number of musicals with one word titles that I’ve seen, but it had its plusses and its moments, including comedic ones, some of which made you laugh even when it seemed inappropriate.

One of the things that originally drew me to seeing the play was to see Teri Hatcher in the role of Lucy, in retrospect perhaps hoping that she could summon Superman to save the day. Unfortunately, or perhaps not, she withdrew and was replaced by Rebecca Spence, who was excellent.

I give Spence a lot of credit for listening to Enrico Calantoni (Jerry) do his best Al Pacino screaming impression for too much of their hour and a half on stage together. His performance during quieter moments (as in his turn as Mathesar in Galaxy Quest) was much more appealing.

Note to director Jason Alexander: dialogue, just like music, doesn’t get better just by being louder.  The script itself, despite reviews that consider it to be no more than a poor man’s Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf, isn’t too bad, except for one totally unnecessary interlude involving a four letter word, the constant use of which was supposedly a big part of Jerry’s attraction to London. Stupid.

Nick Marini did a nice job as Shaun, complete with some nice physical comedy, I couldn’t help but think that someone, ala Margo Channing, should have told him to fasten his seat belt because it was going to be a bumpy night.