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The Prophet
3 stars (Out of 5)
Stage 2, The Backstage Theatre, 10330 84 Ave.
There’s something alluring about starting your own religion, the adoring crowds and the frenzied worshippers shouting your name, the money that rolls in from adherents trying to get just a little bit closer to the divine. The fame, the power, the fortune.
The Prophet shows the dark – and funny – side of being at the centre of a new religion, the difficulties of fooling those first few hundred worshippers, the difficulty of being on top, the questions about the veracity of your connection and communication with God.
Jeremy and Katherine have escaped some form of cult out in Tofield and now live normal lives. Katherine spots the former prophet at a coffee shop, using his “powers” to predict customer orders as they call them in at the drive through. Katherine sleeps with Jeremy and then uses him to start a new religion, one where she’s the top priestess and he’s only the vessel of God’s voice.
I’m going to pause here to say that The Prophet takes top prize for best simulated sex scene in any Fringe show ever. Hands down, nothing comes even close.
The show is funny with some brilliant one liners, including at least one good dig on Tofield (take THAT small rural community east of Edmonton), though it comes to a confusing end. For a show that was listed in both the Fringe guide and website as 60 minutes ended in a quick 35. There was none of the usual end-of-show acknowledgements or call-outs to other performers and performances. Just … lights out.
Maybe it’s a misprint in the guide, possibly a surprise short ending or maybe it’s just a metaphor for life; sometimes, it just ends.