Imagine Gone With The Wind. Now add hanging
baskets of flowers, biblical allusions to Eden ,
a dash of gender-blind casting. Throw caution to the wind, stir, and perform.
Only then might you come close to Sisters Grimm’s Summertime
in the Garden of Eden, currently playing at Griffin Theatre. It’s
gloriously colourful, a riot of stereotypes and clichés, a relentless assault
on the Southern (as opposed to the Western), and it’s an absolute treat.
Written by Ash
Flanders and Declan Greene (the Sisters Grimm), Summertime in the Garden of Eden is a
melodrama in the fullest sense of the genre, gloriously played to the hilt but
never to excess. Performed in their home-cultivated brand of “queer DIY
drag-theatre” (as perfected in their previous shows), the Sisters Grimm are a pair
of cult theatre-makers with imaginations that would make Lewis Carroll blush. A
bit like a pantomime and a gender-blind costume drama, it is a ridiculous
amount of fun, even if beneath its ludicrously homemade aesthetic lies the
uncomfortable an unavoidable reality of the gender, race, sexuality, and
cultural-political issues of the Southern. Skewing and perhaps ridiculing them
whilst simultaneously drawing attention to them makes for unsettling viewing,
but the relish and delight with which the cast play out the story is enough to
make you forget the sting of the play’s subject.