Albee’s Twins, Dazed Mom Make ‘Me, Myself & I’ a Slog: Review

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It is sad when a playwright capable of such fine things as “The Zoo Story,” “Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?” and “Three Tall Women” drops turkeys like “The Man Who Had Three Arms,” “Tiny Alice” and “The Goat or Who is Sylvia?” to name only three of his most egregious efforts. Now “Edward Albee’s Me, Myself & I” joins that pitiful list, dragging those excellent actors Elizabeth Ashley and Brian Murray with it.

Was there ever a more solipsistic title than this, in which the author indulges himself fourfold?