The Burglars’ whacked-out sense of comedy and storytelling is one of the most unique voices we’ve got in LA, and Easy Targets is the perfect example of it. Each piece was more self-indulgent, meandering, and unabashedly unbearable than the last (my friend leaned over after the third piece and said, “I didn’t think anyone could make me want to throw more socks at them than Eric Curtis Johnson could, but then there was THAT one!”).
If you don’t know the format of this show, here’s a quick one-sheet: the show is comprised of four stand-alone theatrical pieces, each one as disgustingly obnoxious and pretentious as it can possibly be. The audience is armed with rolled up socks to hurl at the actors (and/or their props) when inspiration strikes.
This format has worked for the Burglars for years and rightly so. Last year’s production was equally spectacular (I still groan when I remember several of the pieces in particular), and I am giddy that they brought back the infamous Abraham Lincoln piece for this round; I’ve heard the legends of it but had heretofore never seen it for myself.
Rest assured, situated in the front row and within easy reaching distance of spare socks, Mr. Lincoln’s hat was in no way safe.
What I didn't like
I only wish that every audience member could have a front row seat to this spectacular experience.
My overall impression
Absolutely the WORST! I never stopped laughing! A must-see!