If you see one group of multi-faceted new-vaudevillians at the apex of their ambidextrous and alliterative ability, see The Flying Karamazov Brothers also. They are not your father’s wild-haired, juggling, flame-throwing, kilt-and-tutu-wearing performers. This group of screwballs boasts an impressive collective resume. Between them, they have:
Say what you will; Angela Lansbury has not done any of those things.
Each night, the audience is invited to bring objects to the theater for the FKBs to keep airborne in a challenge that ends either with a pie in the face or a standing ovation. As the Karamazov whackos say, “Juggling is dropping.” Julia Roberts had to go all the way to India to learn the same thing.
The show suits all audiences: adults, students, students who watch Glee, tourists, theatergoers, theatre-avoiders, pseudo-intellectuals, Abe Vigoda, the friendless, geeks, hedge fund managers, hedge fund managers who are now Duane Reade assistant managers, kids (but only gifted ones with a solid background in the classics), disgraced religious leaders, Kardashians, and politicians. Pardoned? Incarcerated? They don’t discriminate.
The critics rave about THE FLYING KARAMAZOV BROTHERS:
“A triumph. As close to a sure thing as can be found onstage. 100 minutes of cleverness and comedy that go by in a flash.” – The New York Times
“Give your inner child a hundred minutes of fast-paced fun. From the moment they go on stage…these four funny men get the audience laughing. A triumph of theatrical silliness combined with serious juggling skills and musicianship.” – Associated Press
“A treat for anyone with a funny bone!” – Time Out Kids
“Nobody leaves the theater without a big grin.” – Variety
“Whether they’re tossing around tenpins or balls, they do it with such power, skill and grace that it takes on its own rhythmic elegance and beauty.” – New York Daily News