College: the place, the time, the school, the people.  What makes it worth “hundreds of thousands of dollars to students” of the Facebook generation if it doesn’t make them happy? 

Fourpence Theatre, an ensemble group dedicated to “works that explore the lives of unique, female American icons” is presenting their inaugural work, Madame: Helena Rubinstein in America at Fringe this summer.

Hold onto your masks, the ride is about to get crazy!  Watch out for flying hats, terrible bakery puns, sword fights, love, death, resurrection, and a literal slapstick.  It’s what happens when you put eleven characters on stage together, there’s bound to be some conflict.

“Eating disorders have the highest mortality rate of any mental illness.”  Try to not care after seeing similar statistics projected across the rear wall in the Fort Fringe Bedroom prior to Breaking up with ED: Survivors Speak Out on Eating Disorders. 

 Three days into Fringe and I finally laughed, a lot.  As a ten-year veteran of Fringe Festivals, here and in Edinburgh, James Judd knows how to entertain a room even when it’s only twelve people, at noon, on a Saturday, in the hot and sweaty Fort Fringe Bedroom.

The title should have been my first clue that I was a few decades shy of the AARP age demographic, and therefore may not find this show terribly compelling.  Add to that fact that this musical wasn’t really a musical, and there was little left for me to connect with.

 The seventh annual Capital Fringe Festival began its first day with a Fringe-worthy experience by banished? productions, complete with iPod shuffles and a tea party.