If you’re keen for a great night of dancing to the demise of humanity then this is the show for you!
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The whole ensemble are fit and talented, but what really makes this show one of the highlights of the Fringe is their charisma and chemistry – A Simple Space is a strangely life-affirming experience.
It would be a wet slip-up to not make mention of the cast who were truly left showered in approval.
Despite the title, and Turner’s promotional material, hip-hop is more of a back beat than the main event here. He serves up some very slick stand-up, riffing (and sometimes rapping) on a broad range of themes, and he displayed considerable talent for improvisation.
The show is redeemed in its acrobatics and balancing performances. McDonald’s rope routine is jaw-dropping, and the lack of lycra or sequins in favour of jeans and a business shirt reminds us that these extraordinary feats are also so very human.
A Simple Space strips its circus genre down to the very bones, leaving the audience to focus on the real main attraction – the absolute skill of the performers.
When a joke ten minutes in got an ‘ooh’ and then a hush, [Rob Pue] warned the crowd to buckle up, relishing at having made them uncomfortable. What he failed to understand was that the silence was not due to subject itself, but the fact that the joke just wasn’t very good.
The duo adopt the personas of two scientists/test subjects, held captive in a laboratory for the purposes of ascertaining how effective a variety of elixirs are in improving their physical attributes. This is a perfect narrative structure, given the impressive array of acrobatic feats that the artists perform throughout the hour long show.