This week we read (or watch) David Mamet’s rough, fast-paced, profanity-riddled play Glengarry, Glen Ross. You might be interested to know that playwright David Mamet is still alive and kicking.
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In fact, if you wanted to see his most recent play, Race, on Broadway, you could have seen it as recently as August 2010. (Read more about it here.)
Race opened December 2009 to mixed reviews. Here’s an excerpt from a New York Times review of the play’s opening.
Though the play made pointed use of sexual and ethnic words that are still seldom heard in polite discussion, these elicited far more giggles than gasps. I couldn’t help longing for the days when a new play by Mr. Mamet so knocked the breath out of you that you wouldn’t think of standing up afterward until you were sure your legs would support you.
“Race,” directed by its author, is a definite improvement on Mr. Mamet’s previous new work on Broadway, “November,” which last year presented Nathan Lane as a sitting American president who talked like a dirty sitcom.
Mamet’s play November opened on Broadway in January 2008. This New York Times review of the play is not wildly favorable, but insightful.
(originally posted 4-12-10)