The best advice about seeing The Inheritance on Broadway - which you definitely should if you're looking for a head-spinning, heart-rending theatrical experience - is to forget the hype surrounding it. And that won't be easy. Playwright Matthew Lopez, a Puerto Rican transplanted to New York City from the Florida panhandle, is fresh from London where his ardently ambitious play about different generations of gay men living in post-AIDs Manhattan won an armful of Oliviers (the Brit Tonys named after the late, great Lord Larry) and gushy reviews that called it 'the most important American play of the century.' Try living up to that. You can't, but it's impossible not to marvel at the incisively hilarious and deeply humane effort put forth by Lopez, director Stephen Daldry (The Crown, Billy Elliot), and a cast that could not be better. The Inheritance is an emotional powerhouse. It's also approximately seven hours long. That means you have to see it in two parts (the . Another gay fantasia, Tony Kushner's Angels in America, pulled it off, but unless you're J.K. Rowling's pre-sold Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, you're fighting an uphill battle.