My overall impression
How to escape somebody who rules the world? Somebody who feeds you, clothes you, and puts gas in your car? These are the questions that not only plague the characters onstage, but the characters in the audience seat. This show never lets you forget that you are a participant in this American drama, with Toddler Bangs even pulling audience members onstage with scripts in hand to further indict us as an involved player in America’s destruction, instead of a passive observer. Oh, and did I mention it’s hysterical?
Expect to frequently alternate between laughing at the evil seductive powers of Toddler Bangs to stinging from sheer helplessness, often at the drop of a whipped-cream-filled hat. Picture one of your favorite megalomanic cartoon bad guys obsessed with world domination, then imagine if he actually succeeded in ruling the world, then realize that it’s not a cartoon, but the real-life country in which you call home, and you are one of his minions. That’s pretty close to the Toddler Bangs America experience.
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