I am going to quote myself here; "Shows like this just let people be crazy." I came in from the lashings of rain to another world of masks and wine drapes and all sorts of big bazookas drawing my eyes to them in the foyer. I knew I was in for something. I just wasn't so sure what that something would be.
Myself and my party, okay three of my house mates, were seated in what I believe were the best seats; a booth around the outskirts of the circular tent (a fancy heated tent at that). I say the best because it means not having the entertainers frollick around your table and getting you to take part-more on that later. Before the actual performance started, characters roamed about the place. I don't know if it was only me, but it felt just a little awkward and odd at first. Our table of four ladies in their mid-twenties wasn't plagued by the entertainers throughout the 3 and a half hour performance. Our beauty must be intimidating. Lol. Lmao. ihniwmotm (I have no idea what most of these mean).
So the show begins. We can't see our fork from our appetizer. It didn't stop me eating my Cow Girl Creamery Gulch cheese though. On first impression it was like just another musical theatre performance, but with more interaction. It took me awhile to really get into it. I wonder was it the wine that helped me along? I can't complain though, the food was delicious. Fillet of beef, yukon gold mashed potatoes and blue something green beans. Heaven. The chocolate mousse with cherry sauce dessert was divine too, even if it did come out of some bee-hive shaped contraption or was propelled along a conveyor belt.
The show really got enjoyable and entertaining as people from the audience got pulled up. There's something more organic, and less static and forced about this type of thing. One participant had to grab his man bits and do a little dance. Another ended up with a large pouffy dress and hair piece on to rival hair dos from the 80s. You had to admire their sportsmanship. The lead performer Kevin Kent was having a great awl laugh at the poor guy applauding himself as a means to put us off the scent of his embarrassment.
The performers themselves in physical talent were amazing. I'm still shaking my head at the Vertical Tango duo who held themselves up horizontally in the air off a pole, if you can imagine that. They looped in and out of each other 20 feet off the floor. The amazing thing is they're a couple in real life. With their flexibility and strength I have to say I'm sure I'd be shocked and amazed at what goes on in their "home life." The Swedish guy in a bear costume made out of feathers that flew everywhere (people with allergies take note) did a fantastic tight-rope walking rendition, as did the lady on the rope swing. I can't do the splits on the ground, never mind hold myself in that position using a rope 15 feet up in the air. The tap dancing was a breath of fresh air, but I think we're all glad we don't ever have to listen to the Baby Bop-sounding lady again, great doing acrobatics off the chandelier as she is.
There is one thing I really want to know. Do locals just decide one day that they'd like to go to Teatro Zinzanni? The two main chappies called upon for their services to entertain us were local San Franciscans. I'm a foreigner, it's nearly a rule that you have to do something like this.
Having experienced it all, I would say that it was an enjoyable evening, with exceptionally talented gymnasts but if I didn't receive the tickets as a gift I don't think I would have forked out the money for it. You definitely need to be dedicated to open your wallet. Even if the money was sparse in my pocket, the talent wasn't. A nice little bit of eye candy in the form of the servers.
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