The sharpness and rapid-fire wit of Scott Guy’s writing is only matched by Elise Dewsberry’s wry and unrelenting bullseye performance. I was expecting to laugh, but I was given far more occasion to than even I expected. What a well-spent hour at the Fringe.
What I didn't like
Someone please start a GoFundMe for Queen Mab’s dental work. How all these jokes landed on the other side of those chompers… it’s a master class in diction, s’what it is.