Always a theatre lover Sam realized in middle age that there's more to Toronto theatre than just mainstream and is now in love with one person shows, adores festivals, and quirky venues make her day.
I think I’d go see Barry Smith read the phone book as long as he had a Powerpoint presentation with it. He’s a Powerpoint genius. He also had the foresight to save the home movies and tape recordings he made when he was a child. Thank you Barry.
American Squatter is an autobiographical monologue that follows Barry the child from his home in Mississippi to his new home in Southern California to his life as a squatter in London in the late 80s. Sort of a coming of age with the help of skateboarding, drugs, and music monologue interspersed with home movies and videos.
First – go see Jem Rolls. Even if you have to skip something else.
His show is an hour of high-energy, full-body "theatricalised performance poetry". I had no idea what that meant when I read the blurb in the program but it sounded interesting so I went with no expectations.
My 82 year old mother and 15 year old niece are fringing with me for three days. My mother loves big musicals but she’s open to seeing other theatre. She sees this as an experience. My niece doesn’t have a lot of theatre-going experience. As a bonus, Megan was with us.
The play was long by Fringe standards, 85 minutes. It could have ended at least 5 minutes earlier. None of us really understood why the last scene was included.
Peter Treadwell, who played Dr. Watson and other characters, was terrific. Not that Nick Cumming and Tina Sterling weren’t.
Go see Black Watch! If you’re reading this on Friday morning – June 13 – there are 5 more performances. The play is based on interviews with soldiers – a tank crew – who served in Iraq with the Scottish Black Watch Regiment.
It’s an amazing theatrical experience. It’s funny, and sad, and horrifying. There’s singing and dancing, some quiet moments, and a lot of action.
Milles Femmes, part of Luminato, is “The artistic landscape of Toronto – celebrated in the faces of 1,000 magnificent women”. It’s a photo exhibition by French artist Pierre Maraval. Tonight was the gala opening – not exactly theatre but I’m reviewing it because Megan (the Mooney in Mooney on Theatre) is one of the Mille Femmes.
I think I’d go see Barry Smith read the phone book as long as he had a Powerpoint presentation with it. He’s a Powerpoint genius. He also had the foresight to save the home movies and tape recordings he made when he was a child. Thank you Barry.
