Toronto Fringe Review: Yes, Venus, I Am

Photo by Sayntana Perera featuring Maxen Jack-Monroe, Sayntana Perera, and Philip Sawaia

Yes, Venus, I Am pokes fun at toxic masculinity as it relates to capitalism. If you’re looking to zone out and turn your brain off, this may not be the one for you. If you’re comfortable with these concepts, however, you’re in for a treat.

The cast utilizes creative costuming, biting satire and genuinely hilarious moments to create a liberating and heart-healing experience. Like the now infamous Beyoncé single: You may feel inspired to quit your job. And your gender performance. And any forced social interactions.

The plot follows plucky and formidable Venus who, when searching for a mental escape from an abusive workplace, ends up being “kissed by fate.” The stars align and, with the help of alter ego Mercury, the walls come tumbling down.

These performers have incredible chemistry, each bringing something different to the table. They’re confident enough to let go, have fun with each other, and let the audience in on it. Small on-stage mistakes (or were they?) blended seamlessly with intentional antics, keeping the audience giggling. It was a light crowd for opening night, but I could see this show getting raucous reactions as it picks up steam.

A highlight is their comedic take on a Greek chorus, on point and in sync throughout. When they take the stage at the very beginning, the show’s POV is made immediately clear without veering into forced exposition. From there, it’s a fast-paced ride to an appropriately Shakespearian ending.

A perfect show for: Modern thinkers who like to be outside the box, thumb their nose at the status quo, and have a good time doing it.

Not as good a show for: Pencil pushers, corporate stooges, boss men.

Yes, Venus, I Am is on now until July 16 as part of the 2022 Toronto Fringe Festival.
Find show times and tickets here.