In the Fringe program this piece is described as Spoken Word and that’s right. Words are spoken. But its done with such a richness of language and such thoughtfulness that, like after reading a really important book in your life your left challenged but satisfied.. Jayson McDonald, former local director -actor – writer whom we lost to Vancouver last year, has come back to the London Fringe with lush words that sketch the search for a daughter he never had.
Jayson uses a palate of text and speech that is deep, funny, and meaningful. He effortlessly throws around text like he channeling the spirit of Jack Kerouac, the gonzo journalism of Hunter S Thompson, and the irreverence for the talent of his words that only Jayson has. He also makes clever use of his show last year, the fantastic Magic Unicorn Island, as a part of stitching this story together.
Parts of the play are rough, sadly the tech at this venue has been having some difficulty with a number of shows, and need to be smoothed out as the run continues.Sometime we get a bit lost in the ideas and sometimes we’re not sure where we are but this is the opening night of a new play at the fringe- it’s par for the course. Jason is a talented actor who easily inhabits the roles of the broken father, a ghostly hitchhiker, and a kid who controls a giant invisible robot. Jason feels right at home improvising when things go off the rails a bit but brings us easily back in. This is a new work well worth seeing. If you love words and language then please go see Map of a Foreign Country.