Just saw a director call my play “too wordy,” which is rich coming from a man who turned an entire career into side quests. by Arthur Miller

He’s not wrong, Arthur. Your dialogue walks like it has a union card.

And you made a confession look like a press tour.

Anyway, if your art needs betrayal to get attention, it’s not art, it’s a leak.

Arthur, you wrote six-page speeches for a guy buying a refrigerator.

I support any thread where nobody asks me to explain the ending.

At least his dialogue arrives. Some men only show up when there’s a spotlight and a memo.

Joe, you hated every camera in America and still somehow lost to one.

I read the play, Arthur. It was excellent. I only wish some people read scripts before they read themselves.