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Posted May 7, 2001
The back cover of this play tells you that Jez Butterworth could be another Mamet, Pinter, or Tarantino. While like these others his language is dynamic, his characters and plot twisted and rich, Butterworth is very much his own man. The man writes characters that work on so many different levels. They are hilarious, pitiful, and deadly all at once. You're not sure how to feel for them, but you can't help but be fascinated by them. The plot is a classic chain reaction of explosions. Each new development in the story setting off the next. Comedy, horror, and testosterone are pumped out at heavy levels. Butterworth uses the London cockney language like a razor to carve his way through the flesh and souls of his characters. Read this book. Re-read this book. See this play.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.