Chesterfield, it’s a story of love, betrayal and a malicious, talking couch. Dead Unicorn Ink is back after having the Ottawa Fringe 2012 Fan Favourite: Space Mystery… FROM OUTERSPACE. In Chesterfield, Zach buys a chesterfield for his wife of two years, Sarah as an anniversary present; however, once the couch starts talking and planting thoughts of betrayal into both Zach and Sarah’s mind they find themselves on the precipice of danger, from themselves and each other.
Should you see it?
I didn’t really get the point of this play. The plot is straightforward, but there was just something about this play that irked me. I’ll just get it out of the way and say right off the bat that I didn’t like it. In Chesterfield, we are introduced to three very unlikable characters full of insecurities and very little sympathy. I’m unsure if these characters were written to be over-exaggerated or if they were just acted with over-exaggeration and lots of mind-numbing yelling. (I wish I had brought ear plugs.) It really didn’t feel like there was any coalescing chemistry amongst the cast.
The most enjoyable part of Chesterfield was actually the ridiculousness of a talking couch with a slight John Cleese accent. But then the little enjoyment I got from the couch was taken away by the fact that not a single character was in the least bit phased by a talking couch. Let me tell you this, if my couch starts talking to me I’ll have my “what the fuck is going on” moment, which will quickly lead to either a psychiatric evaluation for myself or pure and utter destruction of the couch.
One of the most infuriating parts of Chesterfield is that after the audience already figures out what is happening there will be little dialogue pieces that spell out exactly what has happened, it almost made me feel like we, the audience, were being treated like idiots.
Chesterfield takes a long time to get to the end goal, and I still have yet to see the point to this play, and the ending was by far the stupidest and nonsensical ending I have seen in a Fringe play in a long time.
Where Chesterfield deserves any sort of praise is in its fight sequence. There is a long and intense fight scene which is just beautifully choreographed and was one of the very few highlights of this play.
But that’s just my opinion and I’d love to know what you think. Was that one bad-ass Chesterfield? Did I miss the joke? Tell me in the comments below.