Three stars
Phoenix Theater; directed by Bryan Fonseca

A Mamet play for people who don’t like Mamet? Why the fuck would anyone produce that? In David Mamet’s political farce, which starred Nathan Lane on Broadway until two months ago, the playwright continues to employ his fucking favorite literary tool: curse as adjective, adverb and noun. What’s missing, however, is that one Mamet character, so mean or desperate, that he scares the fuck out of us. Mamet’s Oval Office looks just like 2004, a time when presumably one might have found loads of menace. Here, we find a corrupt president who, like our own, declared war on Iraq. Unlike our own, this one is dead politically after one term. His last-minute grabs for power and money become the stuff of farce that involves shafting a lesbian speechwriter and dodging poisoned darts shot by a Native American chief. There’s plenty here to amuse, probably offend, but not much to think about. And I was so hoping that this election season, Americans would think. See full review next week. Through Oct. 11; 317-635-7529.

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