The log-line: a group of friends reunite for the first time in 10 years re-igniting old tensions and possibly triggering the collapse of the world’s eco-system.
If I were to look at this script I would have serious doubts about it making as entertaining a show as it does. From the opening strains (emph. on ‘strain’) of the show’s theme song, to the most bizarre curtain call in memory, NotRB stumbles from absurdity to absurdity until the cumulative effect has you rolling on the floor holding your sides. It’s more than you’d expect from the long-awaited reunion of the best 20 best friends ever. It exploits and explodes campy theatrical tropes, skewers convention and lays waste to cliche’. The level of commitment required to pull this off makes Night of the Rootbeer possibly the fringiest fringe show of the Hollywood Fringe.
What I didn't like
Nothing. You either get it or you don’t.
My overall impression
Night of the Rootbeer is pure theatrical silliness. EXTREME theatrical silliness.