Roughly, a number of plays, musicals and immersive
productions do consist of a whole heap of highly strong language, which could
be seen by the audience as slightly unnecessary; then again, there are
instances where this is appropriate where costly antique coins are at stake.
The West End revival production of David Mamet’s 1975 play, ‘American Buffalo’
was an agreeably written show, along with this, the performances were ideally
portrayed.
‘American Buffalo’ is set in Don’s Resale Shop, Chicago
where we are accustomed with owner of the junkshop, Don who has just sold a
buffalo nickel for a mere $90, though he does deliberate that the nickel could
be worth considerably more. He convened by his young, scatter-brained partner
in crime, Bob conjure up a plan to thieve the coin back; as such Bob is asked
by Don to keep a lookout on the owner’s home, and Bob soon states that he has
gone on a small vacation. Teach, Don’s
poker companion makes his appearance and when he is let into this arrangement,
he makes it clear that he should be sent to steal the coin rather than Bob as
he assumes that Bob is unproven and devious. Teach also requests that they should steal the
entire collection of buffalo nickels.
Over the course of the production, it soon turns to midnight on the same
day where Don and Teach are finalising their preparations, however, Fletcher
who is supposed to be helping them out has failed to show up and when Bob comes
into the shop with a buffalo nickel in which he attempts to sell to Don. When Don questions Bob of how he came into
contact with the coin, Bob becomes equivocal with his answers, intrinsically
Don and Teach ruminate that Bob and Fletcher have invented their own strategy
to steal the coin for their own gain.
Bob soon states that Fletcher is in hospital with a broken jaw and when
Don calls a countless number of hospitals and there is no trance of his name at
the admissions desk. This makes Teach
furious and hits Bob with a very hard metal object, furthermore when a hospital
confirms Fletcher’s name and with the same injuries, Don is cross with Teach’s
actions. At the finale, Don carefully walks Bob to the shop’s door and they
head off to hospital in Teach’s car. Mamet’s narrative is congenial as here is
a sense of outlandish kinship between the three men, paradoxically the bad language
by Teach is redundant and shocking to her i.e. c**t.
One found the performances by the company of, ‘American
Buffalo’ were increasingly boundless within their vocals and movements;
nevertheless, the camaraderie does appear fraught at times. John Goodman is
pleasingly as junkshop proprietor, Don; exclusively where he tries to be the
mediator between Bob and Teach through the tense periods, plus his doubtful
expressions is attractive to the eye as he works hard to obtain the nickel that
he’s desperate in regaining. Damian Lewis is impressive as mouthy, Teach;
specifically how he is frequently demanding for Don’s attention away from Bob
to himself, which is perhaps the reason why he becomes viscous towards Bob in
an unfair and immature manner. Tom
Sturridge is ostentatious as youngster, Bob; particularly the endearing
qualities that he does poses as he sees Don as a father figure, which is why he
tries to impress him by purchasing a buffalo nickel himself as a means of apology.
Daniel Evan’s direction is amazing here as he has been able
to show how both Bob and Teach are desperate for Don’s focus and that there is
a democratic voice present as Teach is categorically not one of those and that
Bob is vastly childish in his nature, also the characterisations are good here
too. Paul Will’s set and costumes are wondrous as here is a gargantuan effort
in depicting the changes of people’s styles and class; also the scenic construction
is fantastic here through suspending objects that is surrounding the stage. In addition Mark Henderson’s lighting is
exceedingly suitable to a 70’s environment. Overall, the experience of, ‘American
Buffalo’ was a nice performance and more enjoyable that the vile revival of, ‘Speed-the-Plow’
last Autumn.
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