Geoffrey Paddy Johnson

Paper Cut (Fringe Festival 2011)

by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson August 26, 2011 FRINGE 2011

At the conclusion of Yael Rasooly‘s one woman “paper and object theater” performance, Paper Cut, the small stage at CSV Kabayitos is littered with piles of crumpled, shorn and torn paper props. This destruction is testament to the intensive, energetic and exhaustive show the actress has just presented in the past fifty minutes. It moves [...]

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The Panic Diaries (Fringe Festival 2011)

by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson August 24, 2011 Festivals

  Katie Northlich has that commanding sort of physical presence that can hold a room with ease. There is a boldness in her look, an assuredness in her movements that can compel you to watch, whether she’s meekly sipping a glass of tea, or absently raking a hand through her hair while at the end [...]

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Top Drawer (Fringe Festival 2011)

by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson August 22, 2011 Festivals

Behind many a lime-lit smile beats a bruised and battered heart. Adelaide Mestre, the singer and actress whose self-authored show, Top Drawer, is playing at the Bowery Poetry Club during the New York Fringe Festival, comes with a unique understanding of this dark knowledge. Scion of a socially prominent family, whose parents were both somewhat [...]

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Victor And Victoria’s Terrifying Tale Of Terrible Things (Fringe Festival 2011)

by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson August 22, 2011 Festivals

A Terrifying Tale of Terrible Things? With such alliterative allure we are beckoned to witness the strange story of fretful fraternal twins, Victor and Victoria. At curtain, on a darkened stage, the two children lie side by side in a commodious bed that features a headboard resembling, is it, a pair of pitching headstones? (Thank [...]

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Smoke The New Cigarette (Fringe Festival 2011)

by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson August 20, 2011 Art

It’s pretty clever when a theatrical production adopts the stance that what it is about to present you with is nothing more than offensive, odious rubbish. And when it does so persistently, warning you at each interval that things are only going to get worse, more unbearable, it seems cleverer, because you have no one [...]

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2 Burn (Fringe Festival 2011)

by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson August 17, 2011 FRINGE 2011

There’s an undeniable darkness at the heart of Alex DeFazio’s new play, 2 Burn, produced by Elixir Productions Theatre Company for this year’s NY Fringe Festival at The Living Theatre. And the darkness in a large measure resides in the character of Paul, an earnest college educator, as played by Jody P. Person, one of [...]

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Hamlet (Fringe Festival 2011)

by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson August 14, 2011 Festivals

Perhaps director Greg Foro and the BAMA Theatre Company could not have asked for a better setting than the Connelly Center’s Connelly Theatre on East 4th Street to stage their production of Shakespeare’s Hamlet. A miniature old world theatre stage, complete with grinning classical masks on a battered, gray painted proscenium, it quietly, without the [...]

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Mimic – Mockery Is The Default Mode

by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson March 23, 2011 Manhattan

There are several occasions during Mimic when performer Raymond Scannell’s kohl-lined eyes look directly out into the audience and rake through the crowd with a malevolent glitter. The moments induce goose bumps, and a magnetic tug that would have you surrender all resistance and follow him willingly towards the heart of darkness he is hinting [...]

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Boat Load – Come On Board (FRIGID New York 2011)

by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson March 4, 2011 FRIGID 2011

In Boat Load the boat of the title is a metaphor representing the creative muse of Gary Bazman, an underachieving actor who has stayed too long in his small hometown. The load is the passenger list, a lifetime of Gary’s familiars – father, mother, girlfriend, professional contacts, friends, imaginary characters, even his cat, Mr. Tangerine. [...]

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The Hyperbolist – Believe The Hype (FRIGID New York 2011)

by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson March 3, 2011 Festivals

  As you enter The Red Room, the small black box theater space upstairs from KGB Bar, to attend The Hyperbolist, don’t be surprised to find performer/auteur Joe Mazza already there waiting to personally greet you. His is an undeniable presence, crackling with the energy of the irrepressible performer, eager to shake hands, quip with [...]

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I Love You (We’re F*#ked) (FRIGID New York 2011)

by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson March 1, 2011 Festivals

Kevin J. Thornton nimbly takes the stage at 4 in the afternoon for another performance of his one-man show, I Love You (We’re F*#ked). “It’s early in the day, isn’t it?” he asks. “I feel like I’ve just gotten up.” And looking at him, with a slight rawness around the eyes and a gracefully rumpled [...]

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Joe: The Perfect Man (FRIGID New York 2011)

by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson February 28, 2011 Festivals

Why are so many people repulsed by (and fearful of) clowns? Could it be because the barbaric humor they deploy is played, in part, to mock the audience? Who, after all, but fools would be entertained by such crude gestures and antics? Or is it because those white, white faces, with broadly drawn features, are [...]

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FUNNY A Trunk Show – Filled With Heart (FRIGID New York 2011)

by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson February 26, 2011 Festivals

Titling a show FUNNY A Trunk Show is perhaps somewhat daring, if not theatrical wishful thinking. Some people’s funny is other people’s camp. So it’s a good thing that Denmo Ibrahim’s one-woman show, just opened in the FRIGID New York Festival, knows what it is about, and blithely transcends its title. Related Posts:FRIGID New York [...]

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Justin Vivian Bond At Joe’s Pub

by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson February 17, 2011 Theatre

They are you know! Almost six inch high heels. In about a size 11. Men’s. (“Are those the Louboutins?”) And Justin Bond, in a streamlined, sequined black leggings ensemble is emerging through that awkward little back flap stage entrance-way at Joe’s Pub for another evening of his winter show run, simply entitled “Justin Vivian Bond”. It’s a softer-looking, even [...]

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