A well acted, yet disappointing production is currently languishing at the Biltmore Theatre (I know, it's now the Friedman) at the Manhattan Theatre Club. A little bit of a play within a play concept going on here; Throw in a lot of Hitler jokes; Add a dash of humor and you've got Nick Whitby's To Be Or Not To Be. 
Based on the 1941 original and subsequent 1983 Motion picture staring Mel Brooks, this stage production seemed to pale in comparison. Perhaps that was Nick Whitby's interpretation or possibly Casey Nicholaw's direction or maybe both. Or maybe it was just the fact that taking a motion picture and turning it into a play doesn't always work. Strangely enough, I felt that this was somehow intentionally staged to compete with Roundabout's The 39 Steps. I think RTC won that contest hands down. Stop copying. Start pioneering. Welcome Back Lynne Meadow.
You'd better get to work. You are 0 for 2 so far this season. Barry Grove's choices that you are now stuck executing appear to be miserable failures.
It's not particularly knee slapping funny, but it's not a flop either. Entertaining, yes. Run-don't-Walk, no. Run time is about 2 hours (thankfully). The story doesn't really have much more in it to last any longer. I have to say that the ending (at least what you perceive as the ending) is odd. Thankfully someone threw in one last joke to let you leave the theatre with a smile. To Go or Not to Go? Don't rush.