This sounds like a show you would see at The Edinburgh Fringe Festival - which I say with love. I saw so many wonderful, creative shows there that stretched the boundary of what theater is or could be.
You should go one year! You can literally see theatre from 9am to well after midnight. A show like this at the Fringe, where everything is weird and experimental, might make more sense in context than in Manhattan, the home of commercial theater. I wish I could see it. Dicks the Musical made me cry laughing. I still think about Nathan Lane spitting ham at those cursed puppets.
Well written, Sir! A delight to read you!
Thank you, Jan—that really means a lot to me coming from you!
This sounds like a show you would see at The Edinburgh Fringe Festival - which I say with love. I saw so many wonderful, creative shows there that stretched the boundary of what theater is or could be.
Yes, it definitely has that feel! (Well, it at least seems to—I’ve never actually been, but from what I’ve read and seen online, it’s very…that.)
You should go one year! You can literally see theatre from 9am to well after midnight. A show like this at the Fringe, where everything is weird and experimental, might make more sense in context than in Manhattan, the home of commercial theater. I wish I could see it. Dicks the Musical made me cry laughing. I still think about Nathan Lane spitting ham at those cursed puppets.