By Jay Menard,
In life, we fight many battles. Some are physical, others are mental. In Lest We Regret we are presented with a story of casualties of war.
But these casualties extend well beyond the field of battle and into the two characters’ minds, bodies, and souls. Continue reading
By Jay Menard
To me, Peachy Keen Productions represents what Fringe should be: quirky, creative, and filled with heart. The Manic Pixie Dream Girl is a shining example of the best that Fringe has to offer.
That’s not to say it’s perfect. The opening-night performance featured some significant challenges in the audio and lighting — to the point where the production became a little disjoined. But overall the heart and soul of show came shining through. Continue reading
By Jay Menard,
First off, most morbid Smarties reference ever.
In 45 minutes, Junk Food Satan answers the question about what happens if you eat the ‘red ones’ last.
But flippancy aside, Junk Food Satan is a powerful examination of the question: What makes us human? If we remove a part of ourselves — even something as intangible as a memory — do we retain who we are? If that memory serves as the foundation of what we have become, does the entire facade crumble? Continue reading
By Jay Menard,
Go ahead, pick any superlative out of a hat. Absolute Magic is an absolutely enjoyable hour’s worth of amazement, entertainment, and wonder performed by London’s own master of the mystic arts, Keith Brown. Continue reading
By Jay Menard
There’s a fine line between surrealism and randomness — and that line is the thread that binds a production together. Unfortunately for The Library, that thread is quickly frayed rendering the show one that’s better in concept than in execution. Continue reading
The M-Dash by Jason Menard 