We all know Edinburgh Festival Fringe is filled with bizarre acts and Idea. This is one. Have you ever wondered if eggs have feelings? No me neither. Yet here it is the emotional story of one egg trying to fit into man’s world. Why not I guess.
Egg explores ideas surrounding feminism, acting as your own being rather than existing to serve others around you
The piece takes the form of a satirical approach to performance art. It is funny, and the Egg is inviting you to laugh at her not particularly with her. However it is endlessly self-aware of exactly what it is. Egg goes on a journey from being trapped it is shell to becomes a model to reflecting cultural significant of the egg both globally and historically. It’s actually quite an intelligent piece despite the premise and in an attempt to parody performance art somehow it ends up creating a show that hold up a reasonable piece of performance art itself. Whether that is intentional or not I will leave you to decide.
Performing to a packed out room this surreal concept quickly manages to get the audience on it’s side. The novelty of seeing a human sized egg perform only goes so far however and after that we are left in the hands of Theodora van der Beek, the woman behind the shell. Unfortunately her performance style does seem to err on the side of awkward, leaving occasional moments when the energy drops and the room is left cold. Being in a flat room there are also regular issues with sight lines whenever Egg hits the floor.
Egg explores ideas surrounding feminism, acting as your own being rather than existing to serve others around you, but ultimately it’s difficult to take this lesson too seriously when it is being delivery by a talking yolk. But then again she doesn’t want you to take it too seriously.
