Something very odd happened two thirds of the way through this production: it started to grow on me. Anik Matern (the tall one) and Claire Jacques (the short one) started to find a rhythm, the jokes seemed less sweet (saccharine) and a thru-line in this sketch/music/poetry evening began to get interesting. The final sketch was the cherry on the sundae. The show needs two things to really launch this lovable pair into local stardom: a stern director who will smack them about when jokes are just cute (as they are quite capable of going beyond cute). A helms-person will also get rid of the message-y songs (there are some good ones aside from those) and, especially!, the piety (a poem about meat consumption...yeej!). If you let yourself go you will enjoy yourself. What will be most interesting for the pair - and maybe a little awful too - is when they have to perform the piece without the 30 or so camp-followers who applauded before they even started.
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