I have to admit – I didnt know how the phenomenon that is Kiki and Herb could inspire me. It wasnt that I questioned whether there was talent to witness or good times to be had – but somehow, quietly – I had doubts that my heart could be rocked. Im such an asshole. Kiki and Herb reached so far into my heart and rattled the fuck out of it. . .every doubt vanished – replaced by amazement. And love. And huge laughter. Nothing taken for granted and nothing short of awe inspiring. It was transcendant in a very gorgeous yet very broken- Sally Bowles kind of way. The tipsy ballance between brilliance, disaster and delusionment has rarely been played with such seamless understanding of character. Its a surprise I wasnt in tears at the finale.
Writing from a coffee shop in Idaho.
Sincerely, Storm Tharp