Author Archives: Liz Nicholls

Review: To Be Moved

By Liz Nicholls, 12thnight.ca “What’s one thing you couldn’t live without?” Anna (Zoe Glassman) asks Jeff (Kristian Stec) as their attraction blossoms  before our very eyes — and ears. “Music!” he says instantly. Jeff is in the right show. There … Continue reading →

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Fringe review: Gemini

By Liz Nicholls, 12thnight.ca “What can I get you?” It’s a world of first names and smiling informality. It’s where people go to escape their lives temporarily, or take an undemanding break from solitude or commitment. Your secrets are safe; … Continue reading →

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Big risks in little spaces: meet Fringe artist Louise Casemore

By Liz Nicholls, 12thnight.ca Like so many bright creative ventures, it didn’t start with a philosophical position. It started with being broke. That’s how actor/playwright Louise Casemore traces the origins of her enthusiasm for site-specific theatre — the kind of … Continue reading →

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Random thoughts for your Edmonton Fringe adventure

By Liz Nicholls, 12thnight.ca Hard to imagine now, but there was a time (I’m pretty sure) when this fair hinterland burg was Fringe-free, Strathcona had greasy spoons and parking spaces, and theatre companies didn’t have names like SquirrelSuit, Moose Bite, … Continue reading →

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Fringe review: Blood Countess

By Liz Nicholls, 12thnight.ca Blood Countess (Stage 9, Telus Phone Museum) A whispering campaign echoes in the darkness in the atmospheric opening moments of Blood Countess. “Countess Dracula” the voices hiss. “The Countess is a witch!”  Candles flicker across the … Continue reading →

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Fringe review: Wooster Sauce

By Liz Nicholls, 12thnight.ca Wooster Sauce (Stage 14, Holy Trinity Anglican Church) “Now, touching this business of old Jeeves — my man, you know….” With this, Fringe veteran John D. Huston — in just the sort of  spiffing white dinner jacket … Continue reading →

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Fringe review: Fruit Flies Like A Banana

By Liz Nicholls, 12thnight.ca Fruit Flies Like A Banana (Stage 37, Suzanne Thibadeau Auditorium0 “Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.” This epigrammatic wisdom sets the tone for an exuberant show in which classical music goes rollerskating, … Continue reading →

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Fringe review: Shadowlands

By Liz Nicholls, 12thnight.ca Shadowlands (Stage 5, King Edward Elementary School) This odd, enigmatic, ambitious little play by and starring Edmonton artist Savanna Harvey takes us behind the scenes (so to speak) in Life: life at the cellular level, life before … Continue reading →

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Review: The Ballad of Frank Allen

By Liz Nicholls, 12thnight.ca The Ballad of Frank Allen (Stage 13, Old Strathcona Public Library) In the international register of theatre premises (small-cast musical comedy division), here’s an entry that should get its own citation: what if a tiny man lived … Continue reading →

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Fringe review: Picnics at the Asylum

By Liz Nicholls, 12thnight.ca Picnics at the Asylum (Stage 9, Telus Phone Museum) The eccentric character who gets conjured in this personal memoir is loud, colourful, fun-loving, generous with his affections. He loves his kids; they adore him. He sings … Continue reading →

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