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This article was published 7/7/2014 (719 days ago), so information in it may no longer be current.
Imagine your odd bachelor uncle comes to your house with hand puppets and flashlights and for the next 60 minutes tells you a convoluted version of Little Red Riding Hood featuring a boy named Kyle, a wizard grandpa and, in place of the wolf, a Moose named Monty (a Jersey wiseguy). Wait, there’s more.
Vancouver’s Jason T. Broadfoot practically demands participation from his audience. When the obviously dangerous Monty the Moose shows up, a firefly buzzes around screaming "stranger danger!" like an overwrought Jiminy Cricket. Kyle asks, "Should I talk to this guy?" Most children know the right answer, but, lucky for Broadfoot, there’s one in every crowd. "Yes? I like the way you think, kid!"
The show is not unsalvageable. Torque up the camp, put a two-gin minimum in the audience and you might have a pretty good midnight fringe show, something akin to Laugh-In’s wonderfully exuberant Alan Sues doing Uncle Al the Kiddies’ Pal. But for the kids? In the words of Monty the Moose: Fuggedaboudit.
— Wendy King