when clowning becomes just another goddamn job
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The premise sounds pretty staid; a lone actor stands center stage and acts out the story of having a professional circus clown for a father. Father drags son into the business. Son learns the trade and tries desperately to please his father. Father ends up burning son. Ho-hum, right?
WRONG! It works beautifully. There were a few truly inspired moments that made me think about my own idiot father. And then I realized that the show isn’t really about clowning at all. Nice work.
Labels: The Play's the Thing
2 Comments:
Burning the son? sounds like quite the tragedy
This was just given a good write-up in the Times. I feel strangely vindicated.
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