Friday, July 10, 2015
The Motherf**ker with the Hat...
And giving it it's proper title is what we must do because the description as, "a high-octane verbal cage match about love, fidelity and misplaced haberdashery" doesn't even begin to describe the level of swearing that this play contains. It f-bombs, it s-bombs, it c-bombs.. like a motherf**cking trouper.
It takes swearing to a higher level. It uses swearing as the oxygen of the characters. It's almost poetic swearing. It is swearing to an epic level.
But the key thing here is it's not swearing for swearing's sake. This is how these characters talk. How they communicate. These are all recovering addicts - some more recovering than others - whose Shakespearean tale of messy misdeeds, mealy-mouthed mistresses and monumental misdirection requires, no *demands* the use of the modern poetry of the streets.
The swearing makes the dialogue seem both raw and genuine and also provides some quite hilarious zingy one-liners.
Here is one example (beware, swearing ahead.) One character makes a quite off the cuff remark saying, "I didn't fuckin' do da shit, don't put da shit o' me, I'd rather spit in a nun's cunt." You get the idea.
If you get a chance, go. It is very, very funny.You motherf**kers!