By Ernest Kearney — Paige Fockler sets up an interesting reality in her Hollywood Fringe one-woman show. She has barged into her therapist’s office without an appointment, hoping she’ll be able to squeeze-in between those in the waiting room with appointments.
Riding on the bipolar Merry-Go-Round, Paige treats the fellow clients to an E-Ticket verbal barrage, and holds the stage with her presence, adroitly keeping the pedal to the medal.
But in her tempo Paige, —who also wrote, directed and produced I’m Fine— blurs details, comes in fast, leaves nowhere to build and robs herself of moments potentially comic or meaningful.
I’m Fine, which played onstage at the Broadwater, I fear, is another victim of hyphenated strangulation.
Still…..a Bronze Medal.
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