The Birdmann
What is most striking about seeing the surreal comedy of The Birdmann (Trent Baumann) for the first time, it is just how plain like-able he is. This is in marked contrast to how seriously the show seems to take everything. The tone of the show- the suit, the deadpan voice and expression, the minor-key music; all seem to indicate that the show is taking itself too earnestly- until it slowly unfolds that the Birdmann is indeed very serious: serious about the art of being silly. The Birdmann wins the audience over stealthily through this seeming contradiction, and by the time you’re smiling and laughing at his increasingly absurd thoughts and tricks, it’s far too late to have any other reaction.
Straight-up laughter is definitely present but not overwhelming- it’s mainly generated by the titular artist’s eccentric and cryptic statements, and his odd, impressively unimpressive vaudeville: juggling plastic bags, throwing tongs, balancing all manner of objects on his chin, and a somewhat alarming trick involving a teapot, a shoe, and both nasal cavities. Of course, if any of these fail to generate a laugh, he always has a surefire gag to fall back on: the sideways crab-walk.
There is something whimsical and dreamlike about the slow rhythm of the Birdmann’s voice, combined with the lazy jazz soundtrack that punctuates each segment of the show. This feeling was only furthered by the curious, delightful portion of the show where the Birdmann encourages the audience to form an ocean with their arms, over which he floats a small origami swan. “Feel free to try this at home.” he said quietly at the conclusion. The point being: this is not an experience you can have anywhere else, and one that comes well recommended.
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