What I liked
Some cvnts are born great. Some cvnts achieve greatness. And other cvnts have greatness thrust upon them. And we merry cvnts (it was scientifically proven that everyone in attendance was a cvnt) certainly experienced all of that last night. (And yes, it was good for me!)
Like a clitoris, there’s a lot more to this tight 60 from down under than meets the eye. It was a beautiful, Fringey twist of fate that even allowed me to “slip into CVNT,” as Will McFadden put it, and I’m so grateful I got the chance. Part clown show, part sing-a-long, part educational seminar, part sacred rite, part therapy session, part (optional!) masochist humiliation dungeon, CVNT will grip you tightly and not let go until you’re spent. (From…laughter. Why, what were you thinking?)
Sophie Power, decked out in a fabulous frilly outfit, guides us through layers of shame and misinformation to the juicy truths at the heart of CVNT, occasionally hitting on a sensitive button but only for long enough to tickle, not to traumatize. Meanwhile, her tongue wanders around with a mind of its own (I mean that both physically and metaphorically.) and her expressive eyes, augmented by ostentatious lashes, draw you in even if you came into the theater feeling a little shy. By CVNT’s satisfying conclusion, Power will have you down on your knees and speaking in tongues. (Or at least sticking your tongue out for some cvnty communion.)
While a heavy, steady flow of audience participation is required, Sophie Power and her team have had the clearest communication about audience and performer consent I’ve seen at Fringe. I highly recommend being an audience participant, but if that’s not your thing, a simple visual cue keeps you safe and content to enjoy the show purely as an observer. Power even did a great job of recognizing unvoiced discomfort in some audience members, happy to move on to more willing victims/participants.
I say all of this without having the marvelous organ in question myself, by the way. While any cvnt will have a lot of fun at this show, those who also have one within arm’s length at all times will likely come away with a new appreciation for their own bodies and the inherent beauty, power, and magnificence they possess. (That’s not just conjecture, either, but sourced from conversations I had after the show!)
Don’t leave yourself high and dry (NOBODY likes a dry cvnt)! Stop beating around the bush and secure those tickets!
What I didn't like
What could be improved? The audience’s knowledge of anatomy. I did such a good job with my urethra placement!
My overall impression
I’m Unitarian Universalist, so I think this counts as a religious experience for me…
