Hannah Leskosky’s Alone is a hypnotizing fever dream. Her technical skill as a ventriloquist is mesmerizing; effortlessly toggling between a chipper star puppet, a lethargic sloth, a jaded unicorn, among others, all without the hint of her lips moving. Her self-deprecating humor is brave, hilarious and painfully relatable.
The show straps you in for a rollercoaster ride through Hannah’s artist brain—yo-yoing between confident mania and crushing self-doubt—while spotlighting the woes of being a woman in both comedy and the real world.
It’s daring, it’s funny as hell, and it leaves you completely enchanted by a puppet-fueled internal monologue of delightful madness.
A must-see show!
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