Relevant sidebar: Amen, amen about RABBIT HOLE. The Broadway production was the most lavish, indeed overproduced (a revolving set was needed? To see a suburban house?) play in recent years. Nixon gave unstintintly, but the script is a cheat, requiring an actor to deliver the character's cathartic moment between the lines, whatever lines she chooses, wherever she lands. If you see the play without Nixon's nuanced handling of the scene with the boy, it can be curiously unmoving. I saw a production last fall, where the actress just turned upstage, and it was literally just bad daytime. Her pain was all indicated, not experienced -- and again, it's not in the play. People say "but that makes it subtle." No, that makes it a nightly required improvisation, because the play doesn't deliver the story's turn, the actor does. End of sidebar rant.
"I'm a comedian, but in my spare time, things bother me." Garry Shandling