Review – Fear and Delight: The Show
Have you ever wondered what Cirque Du Soleil would look like if it were produced by East Germans in the late 80’s? Neither have I. But having seen, or should I say, experienced Fear and Delight, I now feel confident that I know the answer.
The normal rabble of fringe-goers are thrown straight into the deep end of adventure, masked and led away by stern lantern carriers to a semi-secret location, where guests are met by a mish mash of scantily clad artists, half drunk party-goers from ‘The Experience’ that starts an hour earlier, and the first few clues about what will follow for the next hour or so. Like a voyage through the nightmarish dreams of Tim Burton, Fear and Delight lures you into a false sense of comfort, just to force you to the edge of your seat a moment later.
Fear and Delight serves as a tasting plate for the entire Fringe Festival, combining music, dance, theatre, visual arts, comedy and cabaret, weaved together seamlessly through stunning monochromatic costume and the ever haunting beats of the discreet DJ Chucks. Never knowing whether you’re about to laugh, squeal with terror or stare in awe, Fear and Delight offers its audience exactly that, and then throws you a party to celebrate at the end.
If you can only fork out for one show this season, this is the one to watch. Tell your mum not to wait up, because this show will suck you in and keep you for as long as you can last.
