Theater|Theater Review A Song-and-Dance Survival Strategy. ‘The Pig, or Vaclav Havel’s Hunt for a Pig,’ a Wry Czech Tale.

When I left the 3LD Art & Technology Center the other night, I had half of a pulled-pork sandwich in my pocket, and Vaclav Havel was dancing around the room, singing a rambunctious version of the Velvet Underground’s “I’m Waiting for the Man” to live accompaniment. Such are the happy vagaries of a New York theater critic’s life. O.K., it wasn’t actually Havel, the Czech playwright who went from dissident to president and died in 2011 at 75. It was the fine actor Robert Honeywell, playing him in the Havel play The Pig, or Vaclav Havel’s Hunt for a Pig — except it wasn’t exactly Havel’s play, but Edward Einhorn’s English adaptation of the Czech director Vladimir Moravek’s adaptation of a dialogue that Havel wrote in 1987, two years before Czechoslovakia’s Velvet Revolution ended four decades of Communist rule.