Ange Lavoipierre – Final Form

11 July 2019 | 2:59 pm | Mick Radojkovic

"[A] performer that not only had the innate ability to tell a story, but had us believing every word."

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How will you be remembered at your funeral? Which of your personalities will come to the fore when you're pushing up the daisies? 

It's a question that Ange Lavoipierre asked her audience as she delivered her show, Final Form, in the Mini Theatre of the Bondi Pavilion for the annual Bondi Feast. 

Sociologist Erving Goffman was an initial focal point of the show, along with the theory that dramaturgy is a part of everyday life. Heavy? Maybe a little, but just like there are many sides to a diamond, Lavoipierre showed many sides of herself in this hour-long performance. 

Through very clever use of her audience, a PowerPoint presentation, music and lights, plus an exhibition of her skill as a cellist, we were taken on a complete sensory journey through her seemingly eclectic mind, never quite sure where we'd end up. One minute, we were reliving her country childhood, including the great snail massacre and her wholesome upbringing, the next we were exploring her drug habits and kinks through song. 

There were big lol moments that crept up on you, among a series of smaller chuckles. Despite a relatively subdued crowd, the engagement was always there and a bigger room would have certainly filled up. We were all sucked into a stage show from a performer that not only had the innate ability to tell a story, but had us believing every word. 

Clever, absurd, focused and a little batty are just some words to describe Ange Lavoipierre’s Final Form – a show that clearly stakes her claim in the comedy circuit.

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