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Marta Barber, Miami Herald: Quintessential David Mamet: brainy, playful, engaging. Read more
Michael Wilmington, Chicago Tribune: The most effective Mamet play adaptation I've seen since James Foley's blistering 1992 Glengarry Glen Ross. Read more
Rex Reed, New York Observer: There is no question about the inspired tragedy and incinerating fury of Mr. Macy's bravura center-ring performance. Read more
Scott Tobias, AV Club: ... the new film adaptation works as a tough, flavorful dark night of the soul, as a middle-aged drone finally has his moment of clarity, which looks a lot like madness. Read more
Wesley Morris, Boston Globe: The last handful of scenes, featuring Bokeem Woodbine as an acquaintance of Edmond's, are worth the price of a ticket. Read more
Lisa Schwarzbaum, Entertainment Weekly: Edmond posits that the fury of a sexist, racist psychopath lies just beneath the surface of even the mildest man. In other words, we're in David Mamet World. Read more
Ron Stringer, L.A. Weekly: Go, by all means, but be prepared to take a beating. Read more
Gene Seymour, Newsday: Despite the best efforts of all concerned, what seemed explosive and provocative two decades ago now comes across as schematic and artificial. Read more
David Edelstein, New York Magazine/Vulture: Depressing, disgusting, and dated, Edmond is worth braving to experience America's best-known serious playwright at his most gruesomely undiluted. Read more
Lisa Rose, Newark Star-Ledger: A thriller that's dated, pointless and sludgy slow (even clocking in at 76 minutes). Read more
Jack Mathews, New York Daily News: Edmond is too self-absorbed for us to care much about his fate, but like the proverbial train wreck, you can't tear your eyes -- or your ears -- away from the spectacle. Read more
Andrew Sarris, New York Observer: After a while, I simply couldn't empathize with Edmond and all his pain and suffering, and certainly not with all his exposed bigotries and delusions. Read more
Bill Stamets, Chicago Sun-Times: Makes little sense as a character study, and borders on nonsense as a screed on race in America. Read more
Geoff Andrew, Time Out: Be thankful it's not longer; at 80 minutes, one may still derive some perverse pleasure from the silliness of it all. Read more
Scott Foundas, Variety: Despite agreeably short running time and committed perfs, Edmond is rendered inert by its stagy atmosphere and failure to fully mine the depths of its protagonist's complex psyche. Read more
Michael Atkinson, Village Voice: Edmond is all sizzle and little meat, a veritable tangent act dropped from Glengarry Glen Ross because it was several marks too silly. Read more