American Buffalo

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  • Topic: David Mamet, William H. Macy, American Buffalo
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American Buffalo

On April 4, 2010, I was proud to see the play American Buffalo by David Mamet at our very own Meramec Theater, where the small cast of three performed within the confines of a little, rickety pawnshop that was cluttered with antiques. Within the play, Donny Dubow, the supposed owner of the shop, unknowingly stumbled upon a highly valuable buffalo nickel, which he eventually sold to a stranger for only ninety dollars. When he learned that the coin was worth much more, Don gathered his friends, Bobby and Teach, to plan a heist to get the coin back into their possession. Mamet’s spectacular use of action and dialogue expertly exhibited all three character’s unique personalities, but the story didn’t come alive until the second act. Donny’s constant concern for Bobby’s health made Don appear to be a good man, who cared for others more than he did himself. For example, when Bobby mentioned that he had skipped breakfast that morning, Don gave him a wad of cash and persisted that he bought himself some food. He even pressed Bobby to get something healthy to eat much like a parent would do to their child. He said, “You can’t live on coffee, and you can’t live on cigarettes. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.” Even though the second line is a tad cliché, these lines show that Don is compassionate and that he truly cares about Bobby’s well-being. Bobby’s character obviously had some sort of mental problem, but there was never any talk about his condition. His idiosyncrasies and mannerisms exhibited his handicap without having one of the other characters simply blurt out the word “retard.” For example, Bobby had a difficult time processing simple questions and following along with everyday conversations. He would either reply with short, simple answers or proceed to stutter the word “yeah” in a sluggish tone. His hands always remained jammed deep into his pockets, and he constantly stared down at his feet with his tongue...
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