Review: Sexy Dirty Bloody Scary

As the Wheel Turns

Sexy Dirty... may be more serious than it looks

by Gaëtan L. Charlebois

Sexy Dirty Bloody Scary is an amalgam of so many forms of theatre that if I had written them all down as they occured to me, I would hardly have watched the performance at all. There's burlesque, Charles Busch, John Waters, Alan Ayckbourn—right off the top of my head—and for the more serious among us, a dabbling into the circus arts, a heavy dollop of Brecht (especially the Weill collaborations) and a harkening back to Grand Guignol as well...

...or I could just be talking out of my ass.

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“No one ever went wrong putting a half-naked, beautiful woman on a poster.”

By joel fishbane

On a recent trek through the downtown core, I glanced up through the haze of snow to see a friend toting a gun and dressed in black lingerie. No, I wasn’t standing outside Café Cleopatra; my friend was sprawled across a poster hanging in the window of a copy story. Seeing my scantily-clad friends on billboards has become an annual tradition for me. It always happens right before Valentine’s Day and it always means the same thing: Mainline Theatre is producing another show.

“No one ever went wrong putting a half-naked, beautiful woman on a poster,” says artistic director Jeremy Hechtman, currently rehearsing Sexy Dirty Bloody Scary, which is set to open on February 15. Hechtman has proved his theory on several occasions, from the orgy of my naked friends that promoted The Mid-Life Crisis of Dionysus to the poster for the 19th Fringe Festival, in which all pertinent information had been tattooed across a buxom beauty’s naked back. 

CharPo's Picture of the Week, February 10, 2011

Joanne Sarazen from MainLine's Sexy Dirty Bloody Scary opening next week. Such sexy pics, we're putting two!