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If it’s physical comedy you enjoy, don’t miss Gary Has a Date. If a satisfying story is what you’re after... well, did we mention how funny Gary Has a Date is?
There are moments in this mini-play created and performed by Emily Windler — who also devised and directed with Brian Kuwabara, her co-artistic director in Portland, Ore.’s Grumble Productions — that would have made Charlie Chaplin proud. The bit with a necktie and wine bottle is an instant classic.
But the Little Tramp would have found the pathos in dorky Gary as he struggles to prepare for a date that is clearly doomed. Instead, after about 45 minutes that lead nowhere, the audience has arrived, er, well, nowhere.
Windler does a wonderful job of transforming herself into Gary, the snail aficionado and wannabe lothario. It’s easy to forget she’s a woman. Thunderous eyebrows, Sonny Bono-esque moustache and expressive googly eyes carry the day, but what is she doing with her tongue?
— Julie Carl