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Theatre for the Old Stone Age—Asper Centre for Theatre and Film
There’s not much to like here. A balanced act normally has loveable or adorable (at least tolerable) characters to offset the detestable. For me, I just plain dislike both the main characters, although Mutt starts to grow on you after a while, like cancer.
The average acting did nothing to grab my attention, which make the miscues quite noticeable. To their credit, there was nothing about any of the roles that allow actors to showcase any talents.
The weakest link of this show comes with the storyline—if you can call it that. There’s no lesson to learn; there’s no character growth; there’s no powerful subject; and there’s no humour. The entire premise is impossible, which is fine for a comedy but for a drama, it makes no sense. Calling the locals Chinese once fits the ignorance of the character; repeating the mistake incessantly straddles racism.
The guide description dangles so much potential—alas, the product delivers none.
Ray Yuen
The Neighbourhood Watch
The Neighbourhood Watch – Improv—MTYP – Onstage at Pantages
There is a very even split between world building and actual performing and in a 45 minute show that can be death. It really was a shame because when they were on a roll they really were on a roll. Certain performers definitely have better chemistry than others and some were simply stronger than others but all in all it was well performed and a lot of fun. Exactly what you would expect from an improv show.
Arden Pruden
Heavenly Bodies
Bad Weirdo Co—Son of Warehouse
The guide description doesn’t provide much for the contents of this play and I don’t want to give anything away here. Let’s just say that it opens with some humour about a taboo topic. As the dialogue develops, you can articulate the subject from several perspectives—all of them with a gruesome slant.
Patterson tells a great story although she doesn’t quite sell it as the predator. Despite that, this is still a gripping tale that’s well worth the watch.
Ray Yuen
I do I don’t
Winky Productions—The Cinematheque
While I found there was the beginning of a show here some of it truly fell very flat in my opinion. It was a cute show but failed to have an enormous effect on me. At many points I found myself bored by it, but it had its ups as well. Her portrayal of multiple characters was solid as long as she had her props to help her, but during the portion of the show that she removed all props I had trouble distinguishing between the characters. I felt like she was stretching to fill time, and the show ran short regardless. It could have easily filled a 45 minute time slot seeing as it was tight and simple, and felt forced towards the end. Just like this review.
Arden Pruden
We are totally in the ether. No longer burdened by guilt over the forests decimated to provide what ultimately would end up as blotters for beer tent spills, the Jenny Revue has gone all 21st Century in our 25th Year.
Thing is, no print shop means no print deadlines, which is why I haven’t cluttered up this site with my random mutterings until now. Back in the day, of course, we didn’t publish Wednesdays but now Jenny has outgrown such constraints of time and space—as has the size of the font I am using to compose these ramblings. Grade one students who just learned to print are stopping by to point and laugh at the Trumpian Hu-u-u-geness of the letters. I hope people are finding their way to this site if only so the extraordinary amount of time I’ve spent so far just trying to find the ratzafratzing cursor hasn’t been entirely wasted.
I’ve counted and while math is not my strong suit, it seems that as of Tuesday afternoon at least 85 shows are eligible for Jenny Award nominations this coming Sunday night at the King’s Head, either by way of reviews or SSPs, (those 80 words of self puffery each and every company is invited to contribute). Jenny staffers are doing yeomen’s work (while, presumably the yeomen loll around the beer tent, occasionally shouting “Yo!!”)
Present, too, are some familiar scribes, who are no doubt delighted that I am no longer carving their thoughtful essays into Post It notes in order to cram them onto 8 pages of paper.
Having made it down to the Exchange only once, and getting no farther than the food and beer vendors, I am not about to make shameless promises about reviewing a show. And now that the mercury in every thermometer is racing to the top, surely every last seat in an air-conditioned venue has been booked through next year and may well contain patrons who intend to stay there until then. As for the folks who are willing to line up for shows in sweat boxes, you are much stronger (and nuttier) than me.
So, feeling like a proud parent watching its child totter off without me, (although by age 25, it’s only excuse for tottering is too many trips between the beer tent and the King’s Head patio), I leave you all to it. Keep writing and reading—and hydrating! (Booze doesn’t count.)
Buses and weather permitting, I’ll see you all upstairs at the King’s Head at10ish, Sunday for the 25th fabulous Jenny Awards.
Coral McKendrick
Vasily Djokavich: Russia’s #1 State Approved Comedian
Morgan Cranny—MTYP – Richardson Hall
This idea tickled my curiosity as I saw Mike Delamont directed this and he doesn’t do ‘bad’. I also know he’s from Victoria so I strongly suspected the Russian thing was just a front.
Morgan Cranny has perfected the engaging persona of a cowed, tragic and and endearing Russian on an exciting cultural exchange. He has some very funny, and downright silly observations of Canadian and Russian culture and has the audience enjoying every minute. His crazy tale of how Russian comedians are selected and trained was particularly far -fetched and humorous. I love how he never cracks a smile, looking over his shoulder in fear at being “shot in the face” by some unseen government force.
When he promised Russian vodka to a willing volunteer, I jumped at the chance; hoping it was the excellent Russian stuff I was taught to drink straight, with appreciation for the smoothness. Like his act, it was the real thing, it went down easy and left a great taste in your mouth. I will be looking for him in the future.
Lisa Campbell
One Woman Sex and The City: A Parody of Love, Friendship and Shoes
Yellow Flamingo Productions—The Playhouse Studio
Kerry Ipema is the energizer bunny. That is the only way she could possibly keep up that much energy by herself for 60 minutes. This shows takes a beloved franchise and turns it upside down and inside out. What falls out are bang-on impressions, hilarious puns, and a little audience participation for good measure. Ipema is able to completely embody these characters in the blink of an eye and transitions between them at a breakneck pace. Even I understood who she was talking about without having watched the show. As a non fan a few of the jokes and references went over my head but I still had a few genuine laughs. Everyone in the audience (including the men) got right into the show and the back and forth between audience and performer was electric. This show is definitely worth checking out and I would highly recommend it!
Kaitlyn Kriss
Mike Delamont: Mama’s Boy
Mike Delamont: Mama’s Boy—MTYP – Mainstage
Mike Delamont has his fingers in 3 out of the 5 pies under MTYP’s roof this Fringe. Besides the fan favorite, ‘God is a Scottish Drag Queen lV, which is selling out, he is also soloing in this play. He also directs ‘Vasily Djokavich : Russia’s #1 State Approved Comedian’. Quite the busy man.
When I heard Delamont was doing a serious play, I couldn’t wait to see what this extremely talented man had crafted. I knew it would be great to see him out of drag and show a complete turnaround from his screamingly funny role as God. Here, he does not bounce off the audience as he usually does. You can sit back, relax and hear him relate the supposedly true (you never know with this guy) tale of his upbringing. I’m not going to repeat the program; the plot is there. Just know you you will remember this for a long time. Many female audience members left streaming tears. He will just keep gaining more of a following as he does it all sublimely, comedy, drama and for the first time in a decade he sings beautifully on stage. He has the theatrical Midas Touch.
Lisa Campbell
The DnD Improv Show: NINE
DnD Improv—Gas Station Arts Centre
The phenomenon is back with a brand new saga to offer to hungry nerds (like myself). The concept is simple, an adventure story is told through long form improv. If the characters sense something is amiss or get in a fight, two gigantic twenty sided dice are rolled to see how good or bad the outcome will be for the various characters. The cast is handpicked every year and features some of the best improv artists in the entire city. They are masters of their craft and leave you hanging on their every word. What is most interesting to me is that the show builds upon the last ‘episode’. Each night further develops the story, which means that you have to keep coming back if you want to find out what happens next. This formula has worked well and continues to add to this troupe’s overwhelming success. This is a definite must see for any fringer looking for a little nerdy action.
Kaitlyn Kriss
Girl’s End: A Guide to the Zombie Apocalypse
Current stage—Tom Hendry Theatre at the MTC Warehouse
Fringe isn’t Fringe for me unless I see a good zombie apocalypse show. This is a good show but I wouldn’t quite categorise it as a zombie show. You can substitute any calamity that locks the
protagonist in a steel box and create the same character actualisation. Still, zombie it is and that’s just fine.
The show, the music and the singing are also fine, with one huge glaring problem: Abrahamson’s keyboards are so loud that I could not hear Warriner’s lyrics—and Warriner’s got some pipes, so you can just imagine how loud the keyboards are. Since half of the character development comes from the lyrics, I missed much of what’s happening. Don’t get me wrong—the tracks are good and they support the show very well, but in the end, it’s supposed to be support.
Ray Yuen



