Award winning actor Frank Langella is back on Broadway starring in "The Father" a new work about a man struggling with dementia. NY1’s Roma Torre filed the following review.

Anyone who has ever witnessed the soul-robbing hell of dementia is going to find “The Father” all-too-sadly familiar. And while playwright Florian Zeller employs a unique narrative structure, it is quite basically a portrait of a man losing his mind. Fortunately, that man is played by the great Frank Langella, a Broadway treasure adding yet another incomparable performance to a career that's entered the realm of legend.

At 78, Langella, with that sonorous voice and commanding presence, not only holds the stage he owns it. And when you’re not hanging on his every line and gesture, you may stop for a moment to try and study how he does it. But don't bother because his performances are seamless and when he slips into a role, the actor evaporates leaving no trace.

He is Andre, a proud man who, when we first meet, is in the uncomfortable position of being scolded by his daughter because he keeps chasing away his caregivers. His mind is slipping. He is exasperatingly defensive, alternatingly cruel and funny. And it is clear now, the tables have turned on this family dynamic - the parent is becoming the child.

In very simple fashion, the play follows the harrowing trajectory of Andre’s worsening senility through his perspective: Furniture disappears; the actors exchange roles, and scenes are replayed. It’s a clever way to depict the dementia patient’s chronic confusion.

And while this is clearly Langella's show, Kathryn Erbe does a lovely job as a caring daughter forced to make heart-wrenching decisions.

Under Doug Hughes taut direction, the emotional toll builds to a devastating conclusion. But lest you find this piece hopelessly depressing, consider Langella himself - in his senior years and still at the top of his game - he offers an alternate reality far more hopeful than the one on stage.