GESUNDHEIT: Garland Lyons (center) has some sweet antihistamines. IMAGE: Bruce Lawson

Talk about a mean streak—the cheeky ensemble at Theatre Vertigo really has a thing for human cruelty. In recent years they’ve produced plays by misanthropes like John Patrick Shanley and Don DeLillo. Sometimes, as with Shanley’s Where’s My Money, the cruelty is hilarious; at others, like last autumn’s production of Nicky Silver’s Pterodactyls, it’s almost unbearable.

In its latest effort, Vertigo turns to the meanest man in American theater: David Mamet. Romance, a courtroom drama set against the backdrop of a round of Israeli-Palestinian peace negotiations in an unnamed American city, is about what we’ve come to expect from the playwright’s recent works: an absurd farce of identity and self-loathing, filled with rapid, semi-nonsensical patter that is universally offensive and hysterically funny, often at the same time. The script reads as hopelessly mean-spirited, but all it takes is a director with a good sense of timing and a skilled actor or two to make it work (think Alec Baldwin in Glengarry Glen Ross).In this case, the director is Collin Warren, who seems to have picked up a thing or two about rhythm from writing and directing musicals, and the actor is Garland Lyons, who, in true Baldwinesque fashion, commands the total attention of the audience. He plays an unhappy, allergy-plagued, pill-popping judge, a textbook Ugly American whose incessant, naive interrogations of the other courtroom characters—the defendant (Tom Moorman), a Jewish chiropractor with violent tendencies; the prosecutor (Gary Norman), an insecure gay man; and the defense attorney (Nathan Gale), a frustrated Episcopalian suburbanite—are delivered with overwrought pronunciation and much flailing of overmedicated limbs.

The judge is a blast to watch, but dealing with him drives his cohorts to viciousness, and the slurs fly with alarming speed and indiscretion. Mamet, an equal opportunity profaner, has an insult for everyone, straight and queer, Christian and Jew. At a slower pace the litany of abuse might be intolerable, but in this case, under the honorable Lyons, you can’t help but guffaw.