Mr. Shakspur's new play, Pimplius and Dimwittica, is precisely the kind of farce that the Queen (God Save the Queen!) has sought to eliminate from her Royal Stage. Mr. Shakspur's thinking is beyond our guess; his characters are dolts, his plot idiotic, and his tiresome iambic dodecameter only reminds one of his cross-town rival. He is even rumored to have cast live women. Pimplius's ending, wherein all onstage die in a pie-fight using poisoned pies, even steals from his rival's famous "Prince of Denmark" tragedy. Pimplius and Dimwittica: 'Tis crap.
(Playing at the Oblate-Spheroid Theatre. All seats discounted.)
Saturday, April 16, 2011
So this week we're supposed to offer a review of one of last week's entries [link fixed]. As is my wont, I shall cheat.