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October 30, 2017

You have been invited to eavesdrop on a great man’s birthday party. He is not, at this point, widely regarded as any kind of titan. The mantle that will later be conferred by headlines, testimonials and biographies has yet to fall upon his shoulders.

But if you keep quiet and behave well, even when others at this improvised shindig do not, you’ll hear the murmur of cultural history in the making. Strange, isn’t it, how very ordinary it sounds? And how annoyingly aggrieved and, well, small the birthday boy appears in his sulky silence.

Richard Nelson’s “Illyria,” a grave and gossipy whisper of a play set in the Bohemian grooves of Manhattan in 1958, portrays a time when our 37-year-old birthday boy was down on his luck and feeling defeated. His name, by the way, is Joe Papp. That’s the guy who founded the Public Theater, which is the place where Mr. Nelson’s latest drama opened on Monday night.

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