Kushner wants to fuse George Bernard Shaw's polemical-epic style with the personal drama of Tennessee Williams or Chekhov, but the experiment falls apart, like Angels, because his characters are so thin. (By Angels I mean both parts, including Perestroika.) He still hasn't found a way to fuse his politics onto real people without distorting the people. There are signs of growth, however -- at least none of the characters here is a malicious cartoon, like the Mormons in Angels. Last week on the radio Kushner admitted to drag queen envy, to feeling like a nerd when he'd rather be fabulous, and the same tension exists in Homebody/Kabul: He wants to make up for his pedanticism by spinning a fabulous, world-consuming epic. Sometimes, in fits, he succeeds.