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Initially, I wasn't sure. David Mamet's 1975 play — a feisty allegory set in an old junk shop, where three small-time losers battle over a buffalo nickel — is usually treated as a macho tightrope act. Yet here, the shop proprietor, Donny Dubrow (played by Joe Canuso), seems more avuncular than threatening. Bobby (Robert DaPonte), a troubled druggie who hangs out with Donny, is a lost boy with a sweet/sad face. And what about "Teach," the high-octane thug who catalyzes the action? Well, he's played by Pete Pryor, a superb actor who veers flawlessly from gritty to funny. But Pryor is just so damn likable. Not many people can make "cunt/dyke/cocksucker" sound endearing, but Pryor does. Even the shop itself — a wonderfully detailed set by Matt Saunders — is just one little seedy step away from quaint.
In Act 2, Pryor's performance — a thing of beauty, calibrated to perfection — takes on new colors. Under director Matt Pfeiffer's sure and steady hand, it's true that a little of the roughness has been smoothed off Mamet's script. But what's here is more interesting. By giving the early scenes an unexpected sense of normalcy, this Buffalo delivers in a way that's not only ballsy, it's detailed and poignant and surprising.
American Buffalo | Through May 3, $25-$30, Theatre Exile at Plays and Players Theatre, 1714 Delancey St., 215-218-4022, theatreexile.org
Often, when
a green and
delicate rose
appears near an
hopeful hedge,
a passing cloud
invents an emotion,
and even a smile,
like beautiful
thoughts in the
sun of your song.
Francesco Sinibaldi