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| - I've been to 3 Circque du Soleil shows. This one is by far and away my favorite. Love was the best show I've ever seen in my entire life, in fact. God, I loved it!
First off, every detail was well-planned, down to the people who scanned my ticket, offered me a program, or led me to my seat. ("Joseph and the Technicolor Raincoat" style tunics, girls wearing '60s mod police officer "Bobby" outfits, and fur-collared coats a la Sergeant Pepper, respectively). The venue itself was unlike anything I'd ever seen before, following through with the color scheme and aesthetics of the show. I was already thoroughly entertained before the show even started.
Then, still, I was even more amazed. Little details, like following the rapid mechanization of British culture was demonstrated by remote control tricycles, or machines which had pedals that made lots of pairs of galoshes dance simultaneously. A housewife displayed her identity by hauling a fishing pole over her back, from which hung many pairs of baby clothes, like a clothesline. Beatlemania cleverly depicted rabid fans by giving them dozens of hands or legs, all in motion, all the time: physical chaos. Drug experimentation, racism, the plight of the single mother and war were all similarly depicted: so cleverly, that I wanted to write a letter to people who came up with all of this.
My husband has read about Cirque shows and said that typically, the costumers, makeup artists, choreographers, prop designers, set designers, etc., all do their parts separately first. I can't believe a group of people could all work together to make something that jives so harmoniously. I seriously think I smiled through every second of the entire show, from when an entire VW Bug went from driving across stage into lots of men holding sheet metal, all the way to when an alcohol-fueled party girl accidentally bopped her own head off. It was uplifting and really really smart. Excellent work, Cirque!
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