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Seattle Playgoers are Getting A Triple Shot of the Mamet Style (english)

By • Jul 10th, 2008 • Category: 1994, 1994, in ENGLISH, REVIEWS (in ENGLISH)

source: The Seattle Times
section: Entertainment, Page: D1
published: January 8, 1994
author: Joe Adcock (Theater Critic)

No hate literature written by man-despising women could make men seem more pathetic and vicious than the works of internationally celebrated playwright David Mamet.

Seattle audiences are well-positioned right now to witness the ill-fated male strivings in Mamet’s dramas. Three of his plays opened here this week.



Act’s ‘Voices’ Is a Thriller, if You’re a Seeker – review (english)

By • Oct 16th, 2007 • Category: 1994, 1994, in ENGLISH, REVIEWS (in ENGLISH)

source: Seattle Post-Intelligencer
published: October 22, 1994
author: Joe Adcock

I’m of two distinct minds – worse: two contradictory minds – about “Voices in the Dark,” a bloody thriller by John Pielmeier that is receiving its premiere production at A Contemporary Theatre.



‘Killers’ May Be Too Much For The Pansy – review (english)

By • Oct 15th, 2007 • Category: 1994, 1994, in ENGLISH, REVIEWS (in ENGLISH)

source: The Seattle Times
published: March 31, 1994
author: Misha Berson

Theater review “Killers” by John Olive. Directed by Liane Davidson. Produced by New Mercury Theatre, 206 Third Ave. S. Thursdays-Saturdays through April 30. 625-9677.

So you want the lowdown on “Killers,” the John Olive play at New Mercury Theatre? The one that both sends up and pays its respects to hard-boiled, he-man writers Charles Bukowski and Jim Thompson? The one originally produced by those extra-butch acting boys at Chicago’s Steppenwolf Theatre?



‘Killers’ Becomes a Study in Grimness – review (english)

By • Oct 15th, 2007 • Category: 1994, 1994, in ENGLISH, REVIEWS (in ENGLISH)

source: Seattle Post-Intelligencer
published: March 31, 1994
author: David Lyman
credit: James Marsters.com – The Unofficial website

A husky saxophone whines away in the darkness, its melancholy melody punctuated by the insistent tapping of a manual typewriter. An agonized shriek rings out. It could easily be a scene from one of those moody 1940s potboilers.