Puppet Up! Uncensored at the State Theatre
Tickets disappear and there is an official man from nowhere offering third row out of a run in into the mistake of others. Pause and wait and shots in the cellar dungeon between the hour before the show. Down and down into the galley where the seats sit up close to the action.
Openings of an infectious degree flavour tips the tongue toward the scene on the plate. Hands up in the air and the stares direct the glare toward the feet and displays beckoning back toward the light. Picking up the quick, the puppeteers and improv artists jump back and forth between the suggestions from the audience.
Masterful in handling the ideas and fragments to a degree of seamless comedy, it all nothing but fun from the get go. So restless is the skin from the movement of the diaphragm keeping up with the bawling laughter. A rip of the lungs in shorting out breaths.
Can't get enough, but the time runs clear and a tight ship into the ninety minutes from hilarious puppet masters working a magic of sheer strength.
Soon Van
Saturday, 24 March 2007 - 01:31
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