The Third Story, a play by Charles Busch at the Lucile Lortel Theatre. Starring Charles Busch and Kathleen Turner, directed by Carl Andress. Every year we subscribe to the MCC Theatre company in order to see their annual presentation of a Neil LaBute play. But at the last minute, this year's was canceled, and we ended up with "The Third Story." We had liked Busch's "Tales of The Allergist's Wife, especially the first act (the second is a relative let down) and with Kathleen Turner, we figured this was a good alternative. Turner is fine, and Busch does his expert work in drag - all right so far. And Busch's concept for a play about writing, imagination, creation, control, children is intriguing. But that's it, that's all there is. All of this, including the superb sets and production is wasted on a sophomoric, inane, campy play without one decent line of dialog. Oh the audience, loving Busch's drag work, chortles. And they laugh at lines like "I'm a Nebraskan at heart" (talk about provincial snobbery). But this is empty, devoid, worthless, not worth the commute, not even worth crossing the street. Because of the cast and production values, we give a + to the grade of F, making this an F+