It happens at every festival, I suppose, but it’s always a blow when the show you’ve been getting excited to see gets cancelled. You rock up to the venue, out of breath for having run from the subway, and no-one’s about. It’s like a ghost town… The FringeNYC staff have all been brilliant about it when it’s happened, offering to sort us out different shows and generally being really astonishingly nice, but it’s still a disappointment. There are a million reasons a show might be cancelled, and most of the are understandable, but one can’t help wondering, in the back of the mind, if maybe, just *maybe*, the cast were on the sauce a little too much the night before and are spending the day eating chinese takeaway and watching reruns of South Park in between trips to the toilet.
A Festival of Cancelled Shows
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