Having had a French gym membership, I’m used to women prancing around naked, rubbing lotion into every inch of their bodies while chatting to me about their husbands. So it didn’t faze me last night when eight comediennes parodying 1970’s Parisian cabaret, put on a camp extravaganza of bare bottoms, bejewelled boobies, spectacular costumes and offbeat, funny as hell ‘Second City’ type sketches.
I was fazed, however, by two things. Is Simone Hérault, the voice of the SNCF, really answering the audience’s questions? And has my girl-date really just been dragged up on stage? Is she really about to take part in the entire show against her will, bare legs, feather head-dresses and all? Oh jeez, she is…
Check this out. And go see it for yourself. “La Sublime Revanche” @ Vingtième Théâtre, 20eme. Showing until Jan 22nd.
