Michelle Kung
October 27, 2006 AT 04:00 AM EDT

Following a celebrated ’05 London run, Alan Rickman and Katharine Viner’s play, My Name is Rachel Corrie, about the pro-Palestine activist finally makes its U.S. debut (after another NYC theater pulled its production). But the one-woman show, crafted from Corrie’s diaries and e-mails, doesn’t hold up to the hype. Megan Dodds’ performance is captivating, and our knowledge of Corrie’s fate (the 23-year-old was killed by an Israeli bulldozer in 2003) heightens the dramatic tension. It’s the path to the end, strewn with Poli Sci 101 babble and schoolgirl memories, that can be tedious.

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