Spitting in the Face of the Devil: a Hellish Delight

I have to say I was apprehensive about going to see Spitting in the Face of the Devil.  Although I'd enjoyed the work of the actor and director before (I reviewed We Call her Benny in the Frigid Festival in March), often one-person shows can be hit or miss.  I'm pleased to report that Bob Brader's autobiographical one-man show about his relationship with his late father is very much a hit.

Like the late, great Spalding Gray, Mr. Brader sits behind a table and talks, with nothing but his voice and facial expressions (and a few lighting changes) to carry his story.   Mr. Brader is an incredibly versatile and engaging performer.  Every character he talks about and impersonates is vivid and real.  Suzanne Bachner's direction is flawless.  She is also credited with developing the piece.

The story is harrowing and fascinating- it concentrates on an abusive ex-marine father who Little Bob comes to call The Devil.  Little anecdotes build up into a cohesive whole as the child begins to grasp the whole picture of who his father is and was.  The sometimes shocking subject matter is peppered with humor throughout- It's a credit to the writing and direction that the audience is brought along for the ride so effortlessly. One can recognize one's own foibles in the story; by the time it was over, I knew these people.

I highly recommend this piece.

Written and Performed by Bob Brader

Directed and Developed by Suzanne Bachner

At the Red Room, 85 East 4th Street between 2nd and 3rd Avenues

Mondays at 7pm through July 2

TICKETS:  $20.00 ($10 Students/Seniors); Call (212) 868-4444 or visit www.horseTRADE.info

Photo Credit: Scott Wynn