What I liked
From the moment the audience walks in, we see Victoria in her room, doing her makeup, getting ready. The fourth wall is transparent—deliberately so. We’re not just watching her; we’re peeking into her private space, almost intruding. That choice was brilliant. It immediately places us in the uncomfortable position of both observer and accomplice. It blurs the line between theatrical distance and voyeurism, setting the tone for everything that follows.
What I didn't like
Nothing
My overall impression
“Slay Me” draws the audience in with its effortless humor—light, sharp, and disarming. Just when you think you’re settling into a comedy, it shifts, revealing unexpected depth beneath the laughs.
Writer and solo performer Veronica Rosas demonstrates a deep understanding of her material, crafting a narrative that lingers in your mind. Without ever being heavy-handed, the show hints at something darker underneath, threading tension and emotion through every beat.
Directed by Fringe veteran Ashley Karp, this debut from Rosas is a confident, fearless dive into comedy with an unsettling edge. “Slay Me” is both sharp and haunting, delivered with wit and emotional precision.
