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Review: From Beyond Iron Mountain

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He doesn't say a wordReview: From Beyond Iron Mountain
Directed by: Bob Moyler

I was really excited to be going to see a bit of Sci-fi theatre so when 35 of us crammed into a room suitable for 30, the atmosphere was heady to say the least. As the plastic blow up globe suspended by thick string and a bamboo pole appeared I knew I was going to enjoy it, when the cheap torch flicked on and shone across the room I was biting my knuckles with excitement.

The story was about a Doctor who is directed to buy a weather machine from a Professor to stop the awful weather conditions on an earth like planet. The action mostly takes place in the Professors laboratory, the Doctor is greeted by an ApeMan creature and inept Robot and lead to the professor. The only trouble is the weather machine is it doesn’t work, and the Prof’s rather attractive female assistant Boris knows it doesn’t but the Prof refuses to accept this and continues discussing the sale of the machine with the Doctor.  After several fruitless attempts to repair the machine, a couple of wandering extra terrestrials finally manage to get it working after breaking the Prof’s leg.

 

The funniest thing about the evening was that during the interval the audience were escorted down to Flannagan’s Apple on Mathew Street – the original home of Science Fiction Theatre in Liverpool, we were led by the ApeMan waving his arms in an ape like fashion past a group of Bar Promoters, one of whom stepped forward and said in earnest “2 drinks for the price of 1 for groups” – Maybe you had to be there.

The second half of the play started a few audience members down which is a shame as the play took on a great little upturn in the action when an old comedian character appeared as the host for the World Science Conference, where the weather machine is displayed for the world to see, – this comedian character had the turns – the glances at the audience – the cheap innuendo – the cheap aftershave – the audience came to life in this section as they were finally being entertained. This section should have just been longer.

There was a nice aside during the whole performance from a couple of cells in a Petri dish, although the relationship to the lovely Boris’s antics with a mircroscope was never made explicit.

The damming

Before this next part of my review I would like to point out that this was not a professional production. However, and it’s a big however, I don’t know who had been putting influence on the script but it had been done with a heavy hand – the script wasn’t really that funny. There were gags which I am sure had been removed, the one where the ApeMan sits licking his genitals for instance – yes I wanted more smutty innuendo from a theatre company that describes itself as Bonk Street.

The worst part of the play was that the actor who played the professor never said a word – whether it was because he couldn’t remember his lines or whether it was decided that having it projected from the back of the room was a much better idea I don’t know. But it was an awfully contrived way of doing it. They could have got away with it - but they didn’t make enough of the fact that the Professor didn’t know what he was saying next, that could have been a wonderful vehicle for much amusement but wasn’t. And that is a real shame – he could have had the script on hand and just been a more bumbling Prof, looking underneath objects for lines, asking other actors what is it that he should have said.  Funnier, than having to wear a false beard to hide the fact that your lips aren’t moving. This really ruined the play for me.

Bob Moyler who I assume was the voice of the professor and was the comedian should just have played the professors role and if he does then, I want to see this play again but I want to see it bigger and better and funnier. Please!

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