Led by ex-Cirque Du Soleil clown John Gilkey, Wet The Hippo improv inverts precisely this kind of primitive thinking, aiming for a comedy that is so far past stupid, that it becomes nonsensically compelling.
About the cake-themed installation, Hove said, "I’m interested in extreme decadence, sort of the fall of Rome decadence, decadence that happens at the cost of everything else.”
Hove booked numerous performances within his multi-room installation, many food-themed.
Maybe it's synchronicity, but in past Murge shows, I have witnessed false teeth swapped between performers' mouths. I've seen spitting, gagging, vomiting. In short, I've seen an oblique presentation of exactly this kind of Roman "over-indulgence." Is there nothing more decadent than a ruler who gorges, and then vomits, so that he may gorge some more?