I’ve tried, but I don’t like David Mamet. To me, his work reads like the unedited ramblings of a high frat bro. Honestly, Mamet’s work makes me understand why attendance is declining in theatres – this is the sort of self-referential dreck that appeals to post-modern Artistes who believe something must be inscrutable to qualify as art.
The Cryptogram – which, according to the back cover, is a coming-of-age play, which I didn’t get from the play itself – has a few interesting moments. But, my goodness, would it be such a terrible burden to extend those brief moments into something cohesive?
Similar to Edward Albee, I don’t find Mamet’s style reminiscent of actual conversation (although Albee is leagues better than Mamet). To me, playwrights like David Ives and Sarah Ruhl better capture the conversational tics and nuances of modern speech. I just find Mamet precocious and affected.
Maybe such opinions make me simple. I’m OK with that. Give this simple theatre lover plays with depth, character, nuance, and a relationship to human emotions not clouded by post-modern deconstruction. Make me feel, pull me into the world, make me believe the characters are real. Not recommended.