In a series such as Sweet Tooth Occasions creates with such a diverse and passionate calibration of talent among the entertainers, the best is always on stage in one portrayal of sensuality or another. In this steamy saga of the’Clue’ board game, the narrator and script fuelled the heated orgasmic suspicion around all the characters and spurred sassy suspense toward evil miracle and lust quite well.
Mysterious Sexy Performers
The dinner guests were of course the’colourful’ Clue board game personas, but the snooty, uppity course demeanours were converged with the cheeky, provocative flirtatious of the burlesque artists. They brought the suspects to life in a very real, albeit censored manner, and hid the gilded murder weapons in areas closer to another family jewels.
Between each act the unobtrusive’Shylock’ detective would step from the shadows to scrutinize the chalk outline on the floor while calmly puffing away on her pipe. She would consider the scene and take notes about the quirky traits of each one the dinner guests, in addition to the maid servants in order to reveal the predominant’who’ flavour in this hot’whodunit’.
I’ve got a notion on some of the questions Detective Shylock may ask herself in this fatal male travesty.
Was Mr Green’s green blossom real or was it green cherry and does his carpet match those curtains?
Why did Mrs White smile so sweetly when she poured tea for the dinner guests when she secretly wanted to strangle them all?
Why did Miss Scarlet lie about needing to be loved only by Mr Green when she fell head over heels for Mr Boddy and his cache of diamonds?
What does Professor Plum really teach and does she tutor her students about how to commit the perfect scandalous murder?
Why was not Miss Peacock more discreet with the knife she hid in her garter which was clearly protruding a blade stained with blood red rhinestones.
What about the humble serving woman who was quietly dusting a lampshade and then jumped onto the dance floor with such verve that her gyrations knocked the baggy pants off old Colonel Mustard? And, was that a gun in his thong or was he just glad to see her?
Did she even notice when Mr Boddy sneaked in and liberated the guests of well-hidden evidence in his seductive mingling session?
Many unanswered questions abounded amid the throngs of thongs and pasties, but in the end the guilty burlesquer was caught and sentenced to perform in the finale.
As always, the synergy in this group of artists is one which amuses the audience with its intoxicating liveliness and gaiety in such a way that it is no wonder you wake up still feeling sated on your sense of pleasure and enjoyment – it’s fun that has staying power!
I quite enjoy the awesome symbiosis between burlesque performers and their audience so that the more you goad them on the more spirited the performance for a greater exchange of delight.
Like when you are sitting in the front row where you can woot and wahoo at a the suave siren swivelling across the point and he will intentionally oblige you with a sexy glance and then tease the buttons on his sequenced shirt until it drops to the floor only to reveal his manly rhinestone-studded pecs. Ooh la la!
Clue, the Burlesque Play is without a doubt one of my favourite Sweet Tooth Event productions. I was introduced to theater burlesque purely by chance in 2013 when among the performers just happened to be in a coffee shop while I was waiting for my buddy to get of work. Since my very first show I was enamoured by the frankness and friskiness of the performers in their carefree attitude both on and off stage.
The body appreciation variable was a bonus to the hours of constant laughter I have busted a gut with at each one of their shows as they may be outrageously hilarious. I’ve appreciated every new addition to this fantastic troop of exceptionally talented and creative people over the years and they never cease to entertain my socks off.