Perhaps one of the strangest shows you'll see at the fringe, 'Lucille and Cecilia' is an absurdist journey through the psychological struggles of two sea lions. Yes, you read that right. If you're Edinburgh-based right now, you've probably seen them flapping around in a couple of black wetsuits, honking up and down George Square. But this marketing doesn't quite do justice to the weirdness of the show itself.
Although advertised as a comedy, 'Lucille and Cecilia' could be more accurately described as a work that, unfortunately, fails to commit fully to either its absurdist humour or its physical theatrics. The movement and choreography was unusually beautiful; it was easy to slip into the suspended belief that two slippery and somewhat graceful sea lions were performing and even speaking before your eyes. A particular standout in terms of visual spectacle was the uncanny realness in the mask of 'Trevor the Trainer', which took a swing at what animals could possibly be seeing, thinking and feeling when they look at our weird faces.
Whilst this was occasionally incorporated well with the show's markedly comic moments - in particular, the ridiculous and hilarious slapstick moment of stuffing a 'dead' body into a suitcase - for the most part, the comic tone fell just short of the visual weirdness. The dialogue left a lot to be desired, and instead of reflecting the strange concept of the play, often conflicted with it in its mundanity. Although the audience was laughing, and all in all the show was a good time, it would have been all the more interesting and bold of the writers to embrace the weirdness of their fascinating premise, and commit to the kind of experimentation the Fringe is made for. On the whole, 'Lucille and Cecilia' is definitely worth a watch - but probably only when one is in the mood for a healthy dose of silliness.