I’m still feeling dof from the two glasses of wine I had last night, and I have garlic seeping out of my pores. Big Friendly and I had a bit of a Greek meze before getting ourselves to The Kalk Bay Theatre for Gaetan Schmid‘s one man show Rump Steak.
Gaetan has the best kind of performer energy; a combination of physical accuracy and absolute charm, and here he is in his element. In fact it’s a bit like watching an animation, complete with sound effects made by a human voice. And there is no doubt I was entertained during the short performance. The show is definitely worth seeing for just Gaetan.
There was no time to get bored, but afterwards I felt strangely unfulfilled and I have just worked out why. There is no story. We see the everyday goings on behind the scenes of a french restaurant; the detail and mood is spot on, the energy and how it builds when things get hectic is amazing, but nothing really happens. And that’s ok. But imagine if something did?