Al Pacino in
Glengarry Glen Ross; photo by Scott Landis.

A bunch of dodgy real estate and questionable business dealings, untenable fiscal positions, a Darwinian struggle for scarce resources, and, somewhere offstage, an executive so detached from reality that he treats the human race like a kid with an ant farm: What took so long to arrange a revival of Glengarry Glen Ross? (Or another revival, the last one having been in 2005.) You’d think this would have been under way since the fourth quarter of 2008, perhaps with Dick Fuld cast in the role of the hapless Shelley “The Machine” Levene.

Rather than one of those real life sad sacks, we have Al Pacino as the saddest specimen among a very sad collection of...

 
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