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An obsessive comedy about a woman who searches for true love,
settles for hot sex and stumbles into self-confidence.
Reviews
Orlando Eats Children With Wine
Strolling out of Dell'Arte's
Studio Theater the other night, I felt filled up (no topping off,
please) with joy and inspiration, carried along by a giddy cloud
from theatre to my car, parked in that funky dirt lot behind the
theater. The wobble equilibrium was induced by Lynn Horrigan's performance
piece "Up in the Air" along with Alyssa Ravenwood's "Orlando
Eats Children With Wine."
I especially admired the writing and performance by Alyssa
Ravenwood of her "Orlando Eats Children With Wine." It
was mainly about sex for an audience of mainly "mature"
people. Full of surprises, this cleverly and very tightly written
coming-of-sexual-age comedy was a kind of farcical, improv-like
operetta without the high-falutin' music part, if you get my drift.
(There was a bit of music, a wonderfully smoky, blues number, "Down
by Choice," which revealed Ravenwood's very terrific voice.)
Add her exceptional physical comic skills, a breathless sense of
timing, knock-down comic imagination - the paint roller sketch -
and a willingness to take chances without pulling any punches, and
you have a talent that is larger than big. She could act for the
camera as well as in theater.
I was reminded of those chimeric early shows of Richard Pryor, Lily
Tomlin and Whoopie Goldberg. Outrageously funny, true - and touching.
I think that's where "Orlando Eats Children With Wine is headed.
--Barry
Blake, North Coast Journal Oct. 2000
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