Prepare yourself for a smart, frenetic, fun, wanna-be-punk fest involving a group of damn-good actors who can also sing.
This production has a big heart, and you are won over by the intense, capable performance. This is a well-rehearsed show, as the actors smoothly perform in the very tight space restrictions of MOTR Pub’s basement space on Main Street in Over-the-Rhine.
It’s difficult to recap a show when it has no program. I’ve seen eight shows in three days, and I’ve seen hundreds of shows since the first Cincy Fringe 13 years ago. My mind needs a program to keep things straight. Basically, the plot involves a ne’er-do-well wannabe punker who meets a VSP (very special person) named Sam, who invites the guy to live with him as they work on producing a punk show that will help kids and Sam, who is dying.
Fortunately, there is a cool teacher chick named Bev who lives above Sam. She gets involved in putting the show together. There are some very funny scenes in which they sing syrupy Pop tunes (Karen Carpenter would be proud), all the while trying to start a revolution involving the demise of the much-hated SeaWorld.
There is a running gag using the fan face of Ray Liotta and some references to Field of Dreams that are just plain goofy and fun. The energetic audience was into the show.
On Facebook I found information about the Bro City Mahalo Crew from Newport; the actors in the performance include Andy Simpson, Brandon Moore, Sam Rueff, Shelby Becker and Simon Nathaniel Powell. This is a classic Fringe show, and I encourage you to see it.
