I finally saw Stuart Gordon‘s film of David Mamet‘s Edmond last night, and I was startled by how good most of it is. Good as in brave, brazen, uber-declarative. It’s about a middle-aged businessman (William H. Macy) who just can’t stand it any more and cuts loose and goes mad over the course of a single evening in Manhattan’s seamy sexual underground. (If you have to ask what “it” is then you won’t get this movie.) I’ll get into this more in a day or two but here’s a taste of the dialogue. It’s a little echo-y and hard to make out, but it’s Macy and costar Joe Mantegna having a very pared-down, Mamet-like conversation.