From the show blurb…
The ladies in Ladies Who Lynch settle into an afternoon of gossip that slowly becomes ever more honest, vicious and absurd. What starts as a cordial, normal, every day lunch leads to casualties.
Now for the Show…
What starts as a cordial, normal, everyday evening at the theatre leads to the apocalypse.
Ladies Who Lynch is…
Ladies Who Lynch is…
Honest. Hilarious. Thought-provoking. Brave. Insane. And totally, totally entertaining.
The play is a biting examination of our current culture. (Or, as some would argue a specific sect of our culture.) A culture of Toddlers & Tiaras, Housewives of Blah Blah, Weddings Weddings Weddings, Lose weight or Die. You get the picture. A culture that glorifies the superficial. A culture that finds bliss in ignorance, that’s desperate to keep up appearances, that is everyday striving to maintain youth and reach a trivial but unattainable perfection.
In my humble opinion, Ladies Who Lynch is really an examination (a hilarious and extremely smart examination) of not just that culture, not just consumer culture, not just women, not just upper class – but humanity. The worst of humanity perhaps. Humanity pushed to the extreme, sure. Humanity in a satirical light, yeah. But humanity nonetheless. Whether we’re comfortable with it, or not.
Chinn has an amazing ability to take mundane things in life, mannerisms, habits, personality traits and show us how absurd and hilarious and ridiculous they are. He makes us laugh at them. And laugh at them. And laugh at them.
And then-
While we’re laughing-
Then-
He has the unbelievable ability to take those mundane things, things we don’t think about, things we take for granted – those habits, beliefs, character traits –
and he rips the veils off them
Rips the skin off them
Until all that’s left is the beating heart of those traits
No more hiding.
It’s the underneath.
The truth.
The animal.
The real deal.
And he places it on a hook
Raises it up in front of us
And makes us stare at it.
And stare at it.
But-
We’re still laughing.
Maybe we’re uncomfortable.
Maybe we feel exposed.
But
We’re thinking.
We’re reflecting.
We’re analyzing.
AND
We’re still fucking laughing.
That, my friends, is great, great Theatre.
Nicole Moeller is an Edmonton based playwright and the Communications Coordinator for Theatre Network. Follow her on Twitter: @nicoleangelam