By Whitney Pastorek
December 01, 2006 at 05:00 AM EST

Stephen Sondheim’s 1970 exploration of love and marriage gets deconstructed with director John Doyle’s ongoing musical-theater experiment, but his actors-as-orchestra trick doesn’t work as well as it did in last year’s spectacular Sweeney Todd. (Mental patients carrying tubas are easy to buy; uptight yuppies take some getting used to.) Still, Company has moments of unquestionable brilliance, and Raúl Esparza’s turn as überbachelor Bobby is so mesmerizing, the cast could be carrying monkeys. If you get through ”Being Alive” without crying, you’re a hell of a lot stronger than we are.