directed by Craig Gustafson

David Mamet's new play, Boston Marriage, is magnificent. It's one of the strangest new texts for the theater I've encountered this year and the strangest yet in Mamet's career. Nothing he has done--not the spooky innuendo in The Cryptogram or the gaps and disjunctions in The Old Neighborhood or the creepy betrayals in the films House of Games and The Spanish Prisoner--comes close to the leap of faith he took in this witty and unpredictable piece, which extends his new interest in historical period (shown for the first time in The Winslow Boy) in a wonderfully nutty direction.

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