Month: August 2007

The London Fringe Festival has been on since Friday, in case you’re wondering why the near-silence here has been replaced with a complete dearth of posts. If anyone who’s reading this wants some guaranteed fun later this week and over the holiday weekend, you could go further wrong than to check out these fantastic performances:

• in the dark, performed by Eva Blahut. Two days after seeing it, even just thinking about this one brings tears to my eyes. The warning that This show […] might make some squeamish, especially if you are freaky about eyes is well-heeded, but in no way are the graphic medical descriptions gratuitous. Possibly the best show of the Fringe, and certainly the most affecting.
• Poofy du Vey in “Burden of Poof”. The titular clown is sweetly vulgar and completely charming… and I’d say that even without the above-mentioned public smooching. 😀
• The Truth According to Morro and Jasp. These clown sisters are equally smoochable, but unfortunately that’s not a part of their show. Jury duty has never been so hilariously fun!
• Self. As I wrote to a friend, It’s a ride… to where I’m not sure exactly, but it’s a fun one. (Maybe Woodstock?)
• one tiny pink petal on blue roof in hard rain and A Time to Dance. Two performances centered around movement; the former is best described as an experience, and the latter is an often-surprising biography of the performer’s great-aunt.

Thirty-four shows down, twenty left to go. Wish me luck!