B-Movie dialogue: When CHRON realizes Sisyphus has been sent forward in time, the bureaucratic magistrate from CENTRAL CONTROL announces, "We have a major interdimensional situation on our hands."
Being there: Thurs. Nov. 5 and 12 at 7 p.m.; Mon. Nov. 23 at 9:30 p.m.
I'm Mad as Hell, and I'm Not Going to Take It Anymore
The show:Gus Lynch in Pounding Nails into the Floor with My Forehead
Cliff's Notes: Recent Twin Cities newcomer Lynch reprises his Fringe entry, the newest play by monologist and Talk Radio creator Eric Bogosian. In a series of seven monologues about ridiculous men and the ridiculous things they do, Bogosian informs his audience just what the hell's wrong with them. Sit back the fuck down!
Dramatis Personae: Seven, including an African-American urban homeless man, a plastic suburban businessman, and a member of a self-help group for recovering males trying to work out his shame about having a penis.
Perhaps you could share with Mr. Roske?: Lynch wearing jeans and a white T-shirt. Props include a glass of water and a beer bottle--both of which should be rather easy to find in a bar-cum-bowling-alley.
Waking up again from the usual nightmare that is the American dream: Lynch says, "Bogosian seems pretty upset with white middle-class America and makes every attempt to lampoon them."
Fundamentally, it comes back to the penis: Lynch says, "Bogosian gives such a gift to the actor, the opportunity to do a script as high-energy and as quick-change as [Pounding Nails]. It's like this huge purging of everything that's in your head. You don't have to be soft for an hour; you can be hard."
Fortunately, ours is a phallo-friendly universe: In the introductory monologue, Lynch exclaims, "I am a cosmic comet hurtling through space spewing my essence wherever I go."
Being there: Tues. Nov. 10 and Mon. Nov. 30 at 9:30 p.m.