It makes for gripping Theatre as it proposes black or white (metaphorically as well as literally) arguments with no grays: black basically hates white and vice versa. Mamet knows his tempos, and chose himself to direct the production. He did well. There are gaping holes in the story whose existence is covered up by pace, action and a big surprise. All design aspects of the production are just right: set by Santo Loquasto, clothing by Tom Broeker, lighting by Brian MacDevitt.

Once again Mamet is his own man: controversial, theatrical, flawed and terrific. As in Oleanna, people were arguing with each other as they left the theater. Fun.