"Go lie down," say each of the six disembodied characters—Eye, Mouth, Nose, Ear, Neck, and Eyebrow—at the end of Tristan Tzara's brash, non sequiturial Dada masterpiece. And on opening night all the actors lay motionless, muttering, "Go to sleep," for so long that half the audience (half being two people) walked out. Director Bries Vannon's ingeniously aggravating finale to the Nine's raw, chaotic production, staged in an unfinished residential basement, is an assault on middle-class theatrical convention that brings Tzara's playful aesthetic thrillingly to life. The preceding hour, however, doesn't. Vannon discards Tzara's tight rhythms and exacting structure in favor of a middling free-for-all, as the performers futz listlessly and toss out occasional lines from the script. Rather than high-relief absurdity, it's featureless diddling. —Justin Hayford
Look at that -- something for everyone. Featureless diddling, an assault on middle-class theatrical convention, ingenious aggravation, raw chaos, listless futzing, ALL THE FUN WORDS.
We officially open this Friday, which means a full third of your chances to see this show happen this weekend. A. Full. Third. You know what to do.
Today, we meet Mary Jo -- you might remember her from her previous adventures in Part Two. Actually, let me rephrase: you damn well better remember her from her previous adventures in Part Two. And speaking of our review, MJ has something she wants on the official record. She says all of her lines from The Gas Heart. At some point. In some manner. Somewhere.
INNNNNNNTRODUCING!
Mary Jo Bolduc aka Mouth aka Mary Jo Bolduc!
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