From left, Vanessa Aspillaga, Jamie Brewer, Debra Monk and Mark Blum in “Amy and the Orphans” at the Laura Pels Theater. Jamie Brewer works wonders with recycled dialogue. As one of three anxiously reunited adult siblings in “Amy and the Orphans,” the insightful but uneven new play by Lindsey Ferrentino, Ms. Brewer frequently speaks in vintage movie quotations. Her character — the Amy of the title — is given to stopping conversations with lines like, “Forget it, Jake. It’s Chinatown.” You may have known ardent cinephiles with this habit, and found it more than a bit tedious. But Ms. Brewer’s Amy delivers such well-worn gems from films past with a fresh conviction that feels both buoyant and angry — and highly personal. Her brother, Jacob (Mark Blum), and sister, Maggie (Debra Monk), don’t know what to make of such interjections, and tend to ignore them, as if Amy’s mimicry was as unthinking as a mynah bird’s. That’s only because they’re not listening. By the end of this production, which opened on Thursday night at the Laura Pels Theater, we have come to appreciate the eloquence in Amy’s non sequiturs, and to understand them as part of an armor she’s […]