One hour, one floozy, one brown guy, two musicians: one hell of a good time!
On Saturday July 11th, my friend Andrea and I went to go see our good friends: Reza Jacobs and Melissa Major perform the musical they created for the Fringe Festival: Floozy the Musical. I was just looking for an hour of sexual innuendo, stereotypes, and a seat that would have a puddle after wetting my pants so much. Luckily I contained myself enough not to leak, but I definitely had a six pack for a brief moment of time because my abs got that much of a workout guffawing.
The writing for the show was absolutely brilliant. Every single scene was random, yet connected in the perfect way. The dialogue took no prisoners and had no conventions; it took all the risks and didn't fail once. It's just the kind of writing any racy show fan would enjoy, taking shots at people of all shapes and sizes (especially their penises).
The musical numbers were surprisingly great to listen too. I didn't think a show with this reputation could have listenable musical numbers in only one hour, but once again Reza and Major are full of surprises. Reza's voice shines as it resonates around the entire room while Melissa's is always amazingly provocative. And the score is brilliantly played by Jamie Drake and Erik Patterson who patter in the script every now and again and are so in character throughout the entire performance.
Now let's talk about the wonderful cast of this two person show. Melissa was so into the character of the Floozy everytime she played her. I never though that this would be a good comment, but Major was such a slut! She was also deliciously bubbly every time she travelled from country to country with her magical shoes (hey! who knew she could tap?), and tragically funny when she stumbled into the audience sobbing handing out tissues to everyone in the front row.
Reza Jacobs. I think saying only that reveals how good the character was. Or should I say characters. Reza played a large assortment of characters, all of them wonderfully original. Whether it was a gay French pirate, a German Hardcore, Sean Connery, or the Indian Guru (even though Melissa did a pretty good job in that role too, but its a matter of brownie vs. goreh). It's a shame he's so damn good at Musical Direction or else he'd be on that stage of every show he's worked on.
The twist ending pretty much made me die in my seat. What ends up as a very tragic fate can turn into happiness in one out of character discussion. I won't reveal it in case they decide to perform it on another stage, which they should (all producers please take note), but it was a bolly laugh that came out of my mouth, and I may have gotten wood.
Overall, Floozy the Musical was absolutely wonderful and a real treat to watch! The old expression "Time flies when you're having fun" both can and cannot apply to this play: on the one hand I never wanted it to end and the hour flew by, but on the other, the show was so well put together that it felt longer than the full hour; it felt full like any major 2 and a half hour show. The only way I can summarize this is by a philosophical quote that Reza's Sean Connery says in the play:
"Can I splooge in your eyesocket?"
If Reza and Melissa are reading this, I beg you, please mount this musical again, and I use mount literally, because you certainly did a lot of that.
/5
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