(Charles Isherwood’s article appeared in The New York Times, 6/20.)

Death steals quietly into a Greenwich Village apartment, like morning sunlight gradually suffusing a darkened room, in “4000 Miles,” a funny, moving new play by Amy Herzog that opened on Monday night at the Duke on 42nd Street. Beneath the plain-wrap surface of this drama about a grandmother and grandson sharing a few weeks of casual cohabitation lies a quiet meditation on mortality. But it’s hardly a downer: Ms. Herzog’s altogether wonderful drama also illuminates how companionship can make life meaningful, moment by moment, in death’s discomforting shadow.

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