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Glengarry Glen Ross/ Casa de Juegos

Catalina Buezo, David Mamet

3.52 AVERAGE

ashmilo's review against another edition

2.5

fast-paced

rileyy82's review against another edition

5.0

Brilliant

_shonahenderson's review against another edition

1.5

medium-paced

Plot or Character Driven: Character

Strong character development: No

Loveable characters: No

Diverse cast of characters: No

Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

nickolette's review against another edition

ROMA

You think you're queer...?
I'm going to tell you something:
we're all queer. You think that
you're a thief? So what? You get
befuddled by a middle-class
morality...? Get shut of it. Shut
it out. You cheated on your
wife...? You did it, live with it.
(pause)
You fuck little girls, so be it.
There's an absolute morality? May
be. And then what? If you think
there is, then be that thing. Bad
people go to hell? I don't think
so. If you think that, act that
way. A hell exists on earth? Yes.
I won't live in it. That's me.
You ever take a dump made you feel
you'd just slept for twelve hours...?

LINGK
Did I...?

ROMA
Yes.

LINGK
I don't know.

ROMA
Or a piss...? A great meal fades
in reflection. Everything else
gains. You know why? 'Cause it's
only food. This shit we eat, it
keeps us going. But it's only food.
The great fucks that you may have
had. What do you remember about
them?

LINGK
What do I...?

ROMA
Yes.

LINGK
Mmmm...

ROMA
I don't know. For me, I'm saying,
what is is, it's probably not the
orgasm. Some broads, forearms on
your neck, something her eyes did.
There was a sound she made...or,
me, lying, in the, I'll tell you:
me lying in bed; the next day she
brought me cafe au lait. She gives
me a cigarette, my balls feel like
concrete. Eh? What I'm saying,
what is our life?
(pause)
It's looking forward or it's
looking back. And that's our life.
That's it. Where is the moment?
(pause)
And what is it that we're afraid of?
Loss. What else?
(pause)
The bank closes. We get sick, my
wife died on a plane, the stock
market collapsed...the house burnt
down...what of these happen...?
None on 'em. We worry anyway.
What does this mean? I'm not
secure. How can I be secure?
(pause)
Through amassing wealth beyond all
measure? No. And what's beyond
all measure? That's a sickness.
That's a trap. There is no measure.
Only greed. How can we act?
(MORE)

ROMA (CONT'D)
The right way, we would say, to
deal with this: "There is a one-in-
a-million chance that so and so
will happen...Fuck it, it won't
happen to me..." No. We know
that's not the right way I think.
(pause)
We say the correct way to deal with
this is "There is a one-in-so-and-
so chance this will happen...God
protect me. I am powerless, let it
not happen to me..." But no to that.
I say. There's something else.
What is it? "If it happens, AS IT
MAY for that is not within our
powers, I will deal with it, just
as I do today with what draws my
concern today." I say this is how
we must act. I do those things
which seem correct to me today. I
trust myself. And if security
concerns me, I do that which today
I think will make me secure. And
every day I do that, when that day
arrives that I need a reserve, [a]
odds are that I have it, and [b]
the true reserve that I have is the
strength that I have of acting each
day without fear.
(pause)
According to the dictates of my
mind.