Pochsy IV (work in progress)


Pochsy IV (work in progress)

Karen Hines Pochsy IV Image Ryan Bartlett

“Ingenious, acidic comedy ... a hallucinatory ultra-feminine living corpse.”

The Globe & Mail

“Imagine Greek Tragedy by Betty Boop.”

Montreal Gazette
Thu Sep 22 8:00pm
Sat Sep 24 7:00pm
70 mins | 14A $15-$35

A Dark Comedy. Not for Children

Created & performed by Karen Hines

Directed by Michael Kennard

Set and Lights by Sandi Somers

Composition and Sound by Chantal Vitalis

Additional Sound by Richard Feren

Costume Consultation by Justin Miller

Clown Coaching by John Turner

Stage Management by Kate Pallesen

Graphic art by Ryan Bartlett

Photographs by Gary Mulcahey

Film Stills by Peter Moller

In 1992, Karen Hines’ “Pochsy’s Lips” made its Fringe debut with Hines as Pochsy, a poisoned but narcissistic industrial factory worker. Both victim and perpetrator of our bruised industrial landscape, Pochsy’s comedy was described as “Greek Tragedy by Betty Boop.” Pochsy’s lush satires have now travelled the globe: a series of prized plays and “little films” have been presented at theatres and film festivals across North America and around the world – skewering our consumer obsessions and market-driven hungers all along the way. Fifteen years ago, Pochsy quietly stepped away from the limelight. Now, she would like a few words with you.

What the critics say since 1992:

“Hines is an astonishing artist, both as a writer and as a performer.” – Liz Nicholls.

“To be in love with Pochsy, as I am, is an exquisitely perverse addiction … She’s like a disease you want to get in the hopes that it will purge something bigger.” (The Georgia Straight)

“Ingenious, acidic comedy … a hallucinatory ultra-feminine living corpse.” (The Globe & Mail)

“Eerie, funny brilliance.” (Edmonton Journal)

“Imagine Greek Tragedy by Betty Boop.” (Montreal Gazette)

“I laughed, I cried, I called my friends.” (Minneapolis-St.Paul Pioneer Press)

“A miracle of bitter hope … Hines has tapped into the confusion and alienation unique to our age and mined a work of gossamer charm and deadly power … Becket, a lover of clowns, would have fallen for her.” Eye, Toronto