Tuesday, December 14, 2021

A Very Fuzzy Christmas (review)


Spoilers ahoy!

What comes to mind when you hear or read the word "zany?"

My own reaction includes such diverse things as funny, bizarre, startling, messy, sometimes incoherent, usually entertaining,  but never, ever boring.  That could pretty much be my review of A Very Fuzzy Christmas.  

Essentially the show re-tells A Christmas Carol in a...well...zany re-imagination in the wake the Pandemic, with four 80s Rock Star Gods intervene to help some folks emerging from quarantine with their lives.  Do things go as planned?  No!  A thousand times no!  

That is one reason the whole thing is so much fun!  Given the premise is so absurd, no one should feel surprised just how wildly dysfunctional every single character in this show proves to be.  Miserly greed or crippling poverty take a back seat to such disappointments as figuring out your best friend has been drugging you so as to kidnap, torture, and f*** your dates.  Or having to face down an army of rapid, fierce attack bunnies!  Maybe the less said about the deliverywoman turned into a Christmas Tree of the most cheerful psychotic ever, the better.  Except actually I insist on saying that is arguably the most creative, and weirdly compelling part of the show!  Only the final musical, with Footloose somehow emerging into the present time, exceeds same.

Just a listing of the cast and their roles give a real hint of what kind of Christmas show this is--complete with a splash zone in the first two or three rows (I sat in the fourth and so avoided any stage blood to clean out of my clothes--although the theatre does provide plastic covering for those in the zone).  This is only a partial list because all play multiple roles (nearly all are ninjas at one point, for example).

April Littlejohn (who also wrote and directed) plays the perfectly named Cherry, object of a nerd's high school affection for years, re-kindled at a high school reunion and thus warping time and space, turning said nerd's life into a movie.

Heather Boothby is that tree mentioned earlier, equal parts horrifying and hilarious.

Stephanie Mayer is Lita Ford, first of the 80s  Rock Gods summoned into their future, and she is not happy about it.  Not one bit.

Amanda Vidal plays Ariel, the female lead of Footloose somehow re-incarnated into a piece of software.

Jason Galindo plays Carl, who lives (if you can call it that) with the afore-mentioned woman-turned-into-a-tree.  He is kinda/sorta a dog now.

Nathon Bock portrays the nerd sucked into a semi-remake of Footloose.  

Cindra Skotzko is Madonna, helping a mad scientist make a girlfriend.  Yeah.

Jessie Vane plays the cheerful psychopath mention above.

Vincent is said mad scientist, who has maybe one marble left, but his life is at least overflowing with bananas.  For now.

Jason Britt plays Billy Idol, wielding the forces of toxic masculinity to save Christmas.  

Michelle Danyn plays a doll brought to life somehow with the spirit of a cat, intended to be the mad scientist's new (and first) girlfriend.  That does not go well.

Trevor Hooper rounds out the cast as a drug dealer who employs both ninjas and said rabid killer bunnies.  Because of course he does.

I stared and listened, shocked and amused, laughing then grimacing, and ended up almost giving this amazing show a standing ovation! For everyone?  No.  But read my description of the cast and see if you're intrigued.  If yes, then this might well be the show for you.  It was for me.

A Very Fuzzy Christmas plays Fridays and Saturdays at 8pm, then 5pm on Sundays until my birthday, December 19, 2021 at the Sherry Theatre, 11052 Magnolia Blvd, North Hollywood (a few blocks east of Lankershim).  

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