Weve told you before what a supreme weirdo Will Franken is. Take the whole cast of Monty Python, add the Firesign Theatre, mix in one of those amateur improv shows that defies expectations, and, well, youd be close to what this man holds inside one wonderfully warped and multidimensional brain. The multidimensional part could explain it. Maybe hes been through wormholes and has seen what all those particle physicists can only theorize about. Maybe hes trying to tell us what hes seen. The title of his latest performance, Part One of the Fourth Dimension Trilogy, suggests as much. In it, hes a closeted gay guy from Paducah, Kentucky, living in San Francisco. Only, in this Frankenversion, Paducah is a planet, and Kentucky is a galaxy. Our narrator seems to have also struggled with substance abuse, because he says his parents have deemed him sober enough to come to town for a visit, and theyre bringing his sisters new baby. Sounds divine. Thing is, they dont know hes gay (yet), and his apartment definitely has a womans touch and nothing else. And theyll be here in less than 24 hours. His only hope is enlisting the help of his friend, Rebecca the Hut, who Franken describes as a two-ton emo fag-hag. As exhausting and thoroughly mind-bending as it sounds, Franken reminds us that this cosmic reinterpretation of La Cage aux Folles is only part one. We know hes up to completing the trilogy, but we might have to attend in shifts.
Fri., March 18, 8 p.m., 2011