The Girls Of The 31/2 Floppies, Traverse Theatre, Edinburgh
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Your support makes all the difference.Aida Lopez and Gabriela Murray give concentrated performances after an arresting opening. One scrubs at a floor as messy as her emotionally bankrupt life, the other seems incapable of doing more than whoring and scrounging. Blasts of Scissor Sisters songs evoke the 31/2 Floppies - a club where, if you get past the "Anti-Virus" (bouncers) the hopeless cycle of becoming someone else's dumb ex-shag continues.
This Anglo Mexican Foundation production is directed by John Clifford. Surtitles, in Mark Ravenhill's punchy translation, betray shifts of dark humour in the Spanish text. And though there's an ambiguity in the ending - a suspicion that at least one of the women meets her fate in the brutal jungle of preying men - the depressing message is that there will always be another no-hoper to step into her shoes.
To 28 August (0131-228 1404)
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