There came a point about midway through the second act of David Mamet’s peculiar misfire, Boston Marriage , when I thought, with relief and surprise, “Oh, it’s over!” An abrupt blackout had suddenly descended with the jolly curtain line: “Well, ain’t you wicked!” Frankly, it seemed as good a place to end as any.
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As we lurch into the Brave New Millennium, I wish to correct a careless statement I made at a New Year’s Eve party after my second vodka and tonic. In the self-pitying tones of a supposedly overworked movie reviewer, I complained that 500 films had been released in 1999. So how were we sentinels of Read More
David Mamet’s The Winslow Boy , from Mr. Mamet’s screenplay, based on the play by Terence Rattigan, succeeds cinematically through Mr. Mamet’s profound appreciation of his source material’s essential theatricality. The emotional resonance generated by this latest version of The Winslow Boy reminds us that film and theater have shared an incestuous relationship ever since Read More
