Fringe Review 8: Genesis, or the art of writing.

Review Haiku:

Twenty five really

good minutes sandwiched between

five and five bad ones

The writer’s creative process is rarely a fascinating one. Especially when the writer is blocked up and hating himself. Indeed, that much blocking going on on that legendary improv stage was a downright crime.

Once the blocking was over and the writer finally picked a story to tell however, the show became downright entertaining. The only thing missing were classic Hero horns every time Dustin Ruck pronounced himself “the male lead!”

And then came Shawn Baichoo, and the audience was privy to what real charisma was all about. He dived into his role as the Antagonist so fully, and with such energy that he could have been speaking gibberish and we would have been entertained. Luckily, he had some good material to work with from playwright/director Bruce Lambie. Once they find an ending it’ll be a picture perfect deconstruction of the storytelling process. The one provided was a bit of a let down; they abruptly killed all the momentum and started making fun of themselves some more. Now self-deprecating humour is all well and good, but Bruce, what woman wants to sleep with a man who constantly tells her how bad he is in bed?

Here’s some advance warning: It’s a short one, but worth it.

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Genesis, or the art of writing at Theatre Ste-Catherine