Sound and Fury - Private Dick
- Marissa Burgess
- 8 August 2010
This article is from 2010.
Playful postmodern romp with knob gags
Private Dick, Sound and Fury’s latest Fringe offering, is a postmodern homage to the film noir.
But not content with one reference point, there’s a potful of others to spot too, including a bit of Shakespeare and a writer who spawned a whole, dodgy religion. On the opening night, there was a great deal of good-natured corpsing and fumbling of lines; inevitably they’ll iron these out as the run goes on but you get the impression that the playfulness between the three will be maintained.
They appear to be thoroughly enjoying their work and their enthusiasm is infectious. Indeed their performance spills out into the corridor as one of the cast, dressed in a frock and dodgy wig, hangs around the queue before the show and the other two greet the crowd on our way into the room. In the main, the humour is derived from innuendo, which wears a touch thin after a while. Nevertheless, it’s a carefully observed mimicry of the movie genre and in amongst the more obvious knob gags there are some clever lines. More of these instead please.
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