This show is the oddest bird I have spotted at the Fringe so far.
Yanik Ethier plays an actor, 29, who waits tables and whose life is in stasis (though he has the glowing hots for the barmaid, Trixie). Ethier, the solo actor, also wrote the text and it very clearly follows one route familiar to people in theatre: too many auditions, too many dead-end jobs while waiting for the big break, existential angst. Then that route explodes in 50 directions, very few of which ends its journey. Along the way Ethier - a handsome young man with a honey voice - well...he seems to be auditioning! There's a song, a woman, a drunk, some mime, a gay guy, a GOB, a gay GOB, a gay Sylvester Stallone, a Scots accent, Québécois accent, dance, a red-neck stutterer and an old lady.
Don't get me wrong, it's a good audition! Ethier clearly has the actor's chops, but the script is not near finished and his director Kim Nelson just doesn't know how to harness all this! I think I was more fascinated than won over. But you may just like this. So, my rating gives Serving Something (a title as messily meaningless as the play) the benefit of the doubt.
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This sounds wild. I'm in.
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