From the first frame you are utterly transported into the conflict which
is
unfolding on screen and feel the need to understand it from every angle.
Mamet paints each of his characters as needy - all need something from
the
situation within the film and all sacrifice something and in the end,
there is a
compromise of need and sacrifice in each of them. This kind of introspection
gives us lasting characters that make for a film that’s so easy to
delve into, it
becomes shelter for the duration of your stay in it’s world. It’s got
traditional
Mamet touches such as the whisper (to conceal specifics and preserve
abstraction), a deep attention to allusion and subtlety (to keep everything
existing in a form of art) and the “marketable” lines, which are lines
that after
you hear them, you can’t help but grill over, repeat and cherish.
Jeremy Northam and Rebecca Pidgeon (Mrs. Mamet) are absolutely
brilliant. Nigel Hawthorne, who continues to dazzle us with performance
after performance of stature, wit and faded honesty - brings forth
the
obsession of his character with that methodical mental process he embodies
with absolute calm. He is a determined man that keeps everything on
the
simplest level, stated eloquently and brought off to the best of his
satisfaction.
This film embodies the same kind of genius.