Few playwrights capture male narcissism as accurately or as unsparingly as Neil LaBute. Self-obsessed
 men, of course, come in different packages, but LaBute seems 
particularly familiar with smart, verbose, ego-maniacal denizens of the 
academic literary world tormented by their own ethically dubious 
blunders.
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