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The kind of torturous, pointless venture in absurdity that makes one wish
Samuel Beckett had never been born, Out to Lunch trudges through a brunch
from hell. Two best-friend clones "camp" at a table, toasting each other's
prowess in Internet sex and photocopying "booty" (their own and others').
There's an exasperated waitress who gives "naked service," a dishwasher who
plays the jester, a manager who wants to be a "balleranio" (that's a male
ballerina-to him, anyway), an owner who wants to be Elvis, and a gunman who
wants to be infamous but can't find an elementary school. Sense a pattern?
It's hard to care. And while it was disappointing to see Robert Zwaschka
ruin his fine and (thankfully) silent busboy performance with a soft-shoe
rendition of "Singin' in the Rain," it serves us right. We should have
broken camp long before realizing his bobbing Adam's apple was the most
fascinating thing onstage.
-- JADA YUAN
BrokenArm Productions
Written and directed by
Joseph Langham.
Where:
The Kraine, 85 E. 4th St.
When:
8/18 at noon, 8/22 at 8:45pm
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