I have seen a few Fringe shows and can I just sound like an old fart and echo Sir Anthony Hopkins who moans about (screen) actors mumbling? This is NOT the case with (the play) Bosco and Jones but it's a sad state of affairs when THEATRE actors can't be bothered to enunciated and project. Although the cast members of Bosco and Jones are middle-aged, this isn't a generational thing. The Spring chickens in The Waves step up to the plate. As the Americans would say.
So beyond my "go see Bosco & Jones: they can speak!" spiel, I recommend it for its irreverent humour, expert directing and excellent, moving cast.
I haven't yet had a chance to see Kendra Hughes' Eternal Eclipse but as someone who grew up in Montréal under the cultural reign of La la la Human Steps and Carbonne 14, I was looking forward to hearing what she had to say about her contemporary dance show.
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