In a series such as Sweet Tooth Occasions creates with such a diverse and enthusiastic calibration of talent among the entertainers, the best is always on point in 1 portrayal of sensuality or another. In this steamy saga of the’Clue’ board game, the narrator and script awakens the heated orgasmic suspicion around all of the characters and spurred sassy suspense toward evil miracle and lust quite nicely.
The dinner guests were of course the’colourful’ Clue board game personas, but the snooty, uppity course demeanours were inoculated together with the cheeky, provocative flirtatious of the burlesque artists. They brought the suspects to life in a really real, albeit censored manner, and concealed the gilded murder weapons in areas closer to another family jewels.
Between each act the discreet’Shylock’ detective would step from the shadows to inspect the chalk outline on the floor while calmly puffing away on her pipe. She would consider the scene and take notes about the quirky traits of each one the dinner guests, in addition to the maid servants so as to show the predominant’who’ flavour in this hot’whodunit’.
I’ve got a notion on some of the questions Detective Shylock may ask herself in this deadly male travesty.
Was Mr Green’s green blossom real or was it green cherry and does his rug match those curtains?
Why did Mrs White smile so sweetly when she poured tea for the dinner guests when she secretly wanted to strangle them all?
What does Professor Plum actually teach and does she tutor her students about how to commit the perfect scandalous murder?
Why was not Miss Peacock more discreet with the knife she hid in her garter which was clearly protruding a blade stained with blood red rhinestones.
What about the humble serving woman who had been quietly dusting a lampshade and then jumped on the dance floor with such verve that her gyrations knocked the baggy pants off old Colonel Mustard? And, was that a gun in his thong or was he just pleased to see her?
Did she notice when Mr Boddy sneaked in and free the guests of well-hidden proof in his enchanting mingling session?
Many unanswered questions abounded amid the throngs of thongs and pasties, but in the long run the guilty burlesquer was captured and sentenced to perform in the finale.
As always, the synergy within this group of artists is one which amuses the audience with its intoxicating liveliness and gaiety in this way that it is no wonder that you wake up still feeling sated on your sense of pleasure and enjoyment – it is fun that’s staying power!
I quite enjoy the awesome symbiosis between burlesque performers and their audience so the more you goad them on the more lively the operation for a greater exchange of delight.
Like when you are sitting in the front row where you could woot and wahoo in a the suave siren swivelling across the point and he will intentionally oblige you with a hot glance and then tease the buttons on his sequenced shirt till it drops to the ground only to show his manly rhinestone-studded pecs.
Clue, the Burlesque Play is without a doubt one of my favorite Sweet Tooth Event productions. I was introduced to theater burlesque only by chance in 2013 when among the actors just happened to be in a coffee shop while I was waiting for my buddy to get of work. Since my very first show I was enamoured by the frankness and friskiness of the actors in their carefree attitude both on and off stage.
The body appreciation variable was a bonus to the hours of continuous laughter I’ve busted a gut with at each one of their shows as they may be outrageously hilarious. I have appreciated every fresh addition to this amazing troop of exceptionally talented and creative people through time and they never cease to entertain my socks off.