A Can Of Worms (Venue 37, Auditorium at Campus Saint-Jean)
By Alan Kellogg
Here is Vancouver’s ragmop theatre – aka Nayana Fielkov and Matthew “Poki” McCorkle — returning to the Edmonton Fringe in a brand new work that will strengthen their strong catalogue including hit shows Falling Awake and the peerless Hotel Vortruba, which has happily also been reprised here this year.
The lights dim as a wormlike creature slithers out from underneath a white tablecloth, making disgusting and hilarious sounds, gradually morphing into a rather attractive dinner companion for a gent who looks a bit like an early John Phillips, for the boomers among you.
This develops into the most extraordinary series of vignettes that combine the duo’s estimable chops in a variety of wordless disciplines, from physical comedy to close magic and well beyond, with a playlist that stretches from Jobim to Ave Maria.
Here are the pieces a bit too strange for the Disneyfied post-Guy Laliberté Cirque de Soleil to perform, but should. There is nothing remotely like this act at the Fringe – a true find and cunning raison d’être for the festival.
We don’t do stars here for very sensible reasons. If we did, here is more 5-star product from one of the country’s most imaginative incubators of genuine theatre art. Don’t miss one of these.