Theatre review: Fat Pig's characters are conduits for terrible things people think about but never say
Published on Feb 16, 2014 10:27 AM
Amid a wasteland of fast-food boxes and trays, a handsome executive and a substantially overweight librarian meet for the first time. They exchange witty banter. They laugh. They indulge in the sort of sweet, light flirting bestowed upon those blessed with good chemistry.
At the end of that charming lunch, he gets her number. But the romance that is about to unfold is anything but ordinary.
After all, Tom (Gavin Yap) and Helen (Frances Lee) are helpless pawns in this sharp tragicomedy by American playwright Neil LaBute, known for his scathing critiques of humankind. Here, in particular, LaBute turns his pen on society's morbid fascination with body image.
Throughout this tightly paced, deeply moving production, that arc of a fast-food table is suspended above the stage, transformed into a line of lights - the detritus of food wrappers, napkins and plastic cups hanging over the cast like a guillotine and a metaphor.
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