Daniel Radcliffe takes on a “mothball-preserved, off-the-rack part” as a teenage stable boy who blinds horses in the Broadway debut of Equus, and “wears it like a tailor’s delight,” writes Ben Brantley of the New York Times. Radcliffe’s “beautifully understated” acting and his “luminously intense eyes" dominate the dark psychodrama about our inner madness, Clive Barnes agrees in the New York Post.
But the play as a whole is more slog than sensation, a “potentially powerful mix of psychosexual mystery and surreal theatrics that doesn’t quite ignite,” Michael Sommers of the Star-Ledger says. The Chicago Tribune’s Chris Jones disagrees: It’s no “dazzling reinvention,” but “many nuggets lie" within. The show—a tab sensation because Radcliffe has to bare all—leaves viewers realizing they "scratch only the surface of the limited passions" of their lives.