"I'm 50," explained Jack Donaghy on a recent "30 Rock." "To put it in perspective, that's like 32 for ladies." The mating game has changed considerably since 1934, and silver foxes with trophy wives half their age have become almost commonplace. That makes the dilemma of Samson Raphaelson's "Accent on Youth" -- a sophisticated 53-year-old playwright dithering over romance with his 26-year-old secretary -- somewhat obsolete. Daniel Sullivan's spiffy production and David Hyde Pierce's effortless timing make the antiquated comedy tick by painlessly enough, but there's not much substance beneath its mild charms.
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