It's artificial intelligence versus raw emotion in Marjorie Prime

“Is it live or is it Memorex?” went the ad slogan for a brand of magnetic recording tape back in the ’80s. Six decades worth of accelerated technology later and the audience, made privy to a future world of A.I. companions for the aged and the bereaved (circa 2040), is forced to ask a similar question of at least one of the four characters in Jordan Harrison’s elegant, achingly poignant play, Marjorie Prime, which is at Segal Centre to March 18.
We’re clued in fairl