Year Zero

Year Zero (not to be confused with Zero Hour, also running off Broadway) is a sweet new play I just reviewed in today's paper.

A propos of nothing: I've been reading Francis Wyndham's The Complete Fiction with tremendous pleasure. Wyndham only wrote a short novel and two collections of stories, so it's pretty easy to read his entire output in one go. His prose is very funny in a way that sometimes approaches camp but never tilts fully into it. And a tinge of sadness is never far.

Note that Francis Wyndham shouldn't be confused with John Wyndham, whose excellent post-apocalyptic novel The Chrysalids is also out from NYRB Classics — my single favorite American publisher.