“Mil Grus” — An Amazing Abyss of Artsy Abstract Absurdity

By Ernest Kearney — An Amazing Abyss of Artsy Abstract Absurdity *…

I ran into Mitchell Bisschop, (Pit Of Goblins writer/performer) on my way to see Mil Grus.

“Oh, joy!” he exclaimed – or words to that effect – when I told him where I was heading.

It seemed he had spoken to Mil Grus’ Director, Deans Evans, at numerous Fringe network events and on each occasion had asked him what the show was about.  Each time Evans had fallen into a rambling dissertation punctuated by grunts, tweets, bleats, barks and other assorted animal noises.

“Finally,” Mitchell rejoiced — or with an emotion to that effect — “you’ll be able to tell me what Mil Grus is about.”

Well Mitchell, I saw the show, and I can tell you that Mil Grus is about, “Caw, caw, moo, gobble, trill * *, quack, hee-haw, hee-haw and dook-dook ** **.”

Yes, I think that about covers it….

Okay, okay, I have no idea what the show is about – but it is utterly brilliant.

Now some are turned off at the mere mention of clowns.  I won’t try to explain this phenomenon. Maybe as a child, their mother mistakenly read Stephen King’s It to them thinking it was a bed-time story—who knows.

But it would be foolish to deny yourself the pleasure of Mil Grus because your mother never picked up a New York Book Review.

You won’t find 40 Bozo/Chuckles clone clowns tumbling out of a polka-dotted mini-VW or a bunch of pie-throwing shenanigans – this is a bunch of existentialists throwing shenanigans (God!  Critics live to write lines like that!!)

The five misshapened, blue and red clad zombies of zaniness Helene Udy, Grayson Morris, Jeremy Sapp, Jenson Lavellee and Isaac Kessler babbling a stream of silly non-sequesters wander about the stage like misplaced aliens in our strange universe — or maybe we’re the misplaced aliens in theirs, it’s hard to say.

And it is hard to say exactly what they are: Entertaining, funny and absolutely perplexing. Well, yeah….

The only two things I walked out of the McCadden Theatre certain of was that Evans and his Ensemble will long be remembered by their thoroughly satisfied if totally perplexed audiences and that Mil Grus is not to be missed.

Now, maybe they’re not your cup of  buffoonery, but then maybe you’re a Godless Blue Kool-Aid guzzling Trumpard who watches too much Fox News; however for my money Mil Grus earns The Tvolution’s first HFF 2019

Platinum Medal!

(Hey Mitchell, did I mention they were “dook-dook?”)

For Complete Fringe Information Go To: https://www.hollywoodfringe.org/

For Show Information Go To: http://hff19.org/5840

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*  That Allows the Article’s Author An Avalanche of Awful Alliteration

* * Raccoons

** ** Ferrets

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