1. "The Brother/Sister Plays" at Steppenwolf. This trilogy was supposed to be the unveiling of a major new talent addressing the African-American experience, and instead it turned out to be a single excellent one-act flanked by one that was mediocre and another that was out-and-out poor. ("Marcus; or the Secret of Sweet," seemed virtually pointless.) Tarell Alvin McCraney may be a big deal but we have yet to see it except in "The Brothers Size," which also had the unfair advantage of starring K. Todd Freeman, who just gets better and better.
2. "Candide" at the Goodman. When Leonard Bernstein, Voltaire and Lillian Hellman (to name only a few) meet Mary Zimmerman, what could possibly be bad? In this case, the answer is “this musical,” and actually it shouldn’t have been a surprise: when that many people have had to take a crack at a piece, there’s most likely something fundamentally wrong.