Back in 1993, “Angeles in America” was a miraculous thing, and it promised a generation of new plays that would follow. But, writes Frank Rizzo, “the plays that followed, on Broadway at least, were largely more of what had come before: naturalistic or tiny-cast shows centering on family crises or issues of personal identity. They examined the characters as individuals; some were wonderfully done, but few explored who we are as a community, as a country and a member of the global village. They…furthered their canons but did not necessarily stretch their art. But nothing compared to our being touched by Angels.”