Review On ABSINTHE


Travis Michael Holder

Travis Michael Holder

Writer, Registered Critic


This production could make Zumanity look like Mary Poppins if raunchiness is the judging point. It goes far beyond anything ever envisioned by those innovative imagineers fro Montreal, from exposed skin to incredibly inappropriate comments shouted continuously over the loudspeakers. Absolut Vodka and other heady potions are hawked endlessly from the moment one enters the tent and continue to flow even during the performance, servers passing drinks down through the aisles like the donation box at a Jerry Falwell revival meeting. Oddly, however, no libations are necessary to get high watching Absinthe—the show itself will make you reel.