Ben
Brantley

September 20, 2012

God moves in unmysterious ways at the Flea Theater these days. There he was, manning (if that verb may be so applied) the box office on the night I arrived to see Thomas Bradshaw’s “Job,” in which he plays an important supporting role to the notoriously afflicted title character. And there was God’s son, Jesus, serving as an usher downstairs.