22-29 Aug, 1215 (1300) @ C central, North Bridge
By Danielle Farrow
In a somewhat medieval setting, a would-be Fool auditions for a King who is bored with dealing – or avoiding dealing – with opposing Saracen forces, and who is in the habit of rejecting job applicants by beheading them (along with his wives). Joining these two is an advisor to the King and a bag of tricks out of a modern-day joke shop.
The audition of a Fool trying not to lose his head seemed a pretty good conceit for a Fringe production, and appropriate songs on entry (including “Keep Yourself Alive”) were amusing. While there was still a reasonable script in sight, a couple of audition gags and Shakespeare quotes appeared for those who like their ‘licensed Fools’, but the ideas of worth soon petered out. The piece is essentially a school skit stretched and yet still only filling two-thirds of its given time. It is for the signs of humour, thought and occasional wit in the first part of the script, and for simply managing to put on a Fringe show, that a star has been allocated.
Otherwise, for those members of the audience who did not walk out, the time spent was wasted on three young men showing varying, and mostly limited, acting ability. The energy was lacklustre, though the Fool tried to amend this, and the humour disintegrated into showing how unfunny the auditionee was in a manner which was even more excruciatingly unfunny.
If the people in this group, surprisingly called a ‘theatre company’, would like a Fringe experience – and truly that is not begrudged them – it really would be wise to treat said experience as a learning opportunity, i.e. do not charge for such thin material, so poorly delivered.
A Fool’s Audition needed a far more rigorous and truthful outside eye to make sure that those involved were not simply fooling themselves.