In the great, heaving throb of human longing for connection, there’s a space in between what other humans can do for us and what our mechanical and digital inventions — from the telephone all the way to artificial intelligence — can fulfill. In dramatizing this lacuna, many artists seek little more than to condemn us for our privilege and ingratitude — “How dare you want even more, when you already have it so easy!” — or to stir vague anxieties about the ever-growing power of machines. Not the playwright Madeleine George. These dynamics factor in to her magnificent “The (Curious Case of the) Watson Intelligence,” seen Thursday, Aug.