A man has just died, something not quite unexpected, but a surprise nonetheless. Then there’s a monologue with him in a wheelchair, mediating on his new state and bantering with the audience. It’s funny and touching, and Ivan Henwood did a masterful job of holding my attention. Then, just when I started to wonder what came next, Jen Robinson entered to liven things up. Interspersed are some projected images, with my favourite being one of animals screaming, with a kicker that I will not spoil by describing.
I kind of wish that this production happened in a more intimate space, but this is the Fringe and you take what you get. I am sure that the company is happy with the potential for bigger box office.
Venue 6 — Tom Hendry Warehouse
Warnings: Strobe lights, smoke or fog