"Relying on his dazzling clowning, his winning presence and plentiful audience participation, it’s 70 delightful, breezy and theatrical minutes offering a humorous respite from a troubled world" was how I described Joel Jeske's brilliant solo show which I saw on Monday March 9, when unease was palpably in the air. We all couldn't fathom what lay ahead.
As as a critic for TheaterScene.net, I routinely saw three or four shows a week. I feel fortunate to have seen this one before the catastrophe, and it's the one I'll remember the most until...
That Wednesday, was the uninvolving synthetic hoariness of The Girl From North Country.
On Thursday, despite the bombshell of Broadway shutting down, The Flea announced that The Fre was still on. So, I went. There was collective excitement that a show was actually happening. It was Taylor Mac's Apocalyptic amiable silliness, benefiting from being just 75 minutes.