The Lowry, 26 October 2011
It is a very funny show, this one, though you’d be at a loss to say what it is about exactly.
There’s a lot of dastardly and decorous clowning, a series of absurdist vignettes and the odd plaintive appeal for understanding and forgiveness. You could say that the audience create the show as much as the performers; their role is sometimes to get or elicit a response.
One clowns spends a lot of time dying – an arrow through the heart eventually does him in – and it is hilarious (but why?) and another, the archer and murderer, takes to the stage angling for a round of applause for his sniper’s instinct, his fine hand and eye coordination. And he gets it, naturally.
If this were not a children’s or rather a family show, you catch yourself thinking, it would be a radical absurdist drama and quite a good one at that. The kind of thing Daniil Kharms might write and get away with – remember his ‘Pushkin and Gogol’.
Anyway, Slava’s Snowshow is a real treat and a timely reminder that sometimes a man falling off a chair can be the funniest thing in the world.