What would the lead-up to Halloween be without an Eric Woolfe show?
The master of the macabre and artistic director of Eldritch Theatre is used to scaring up lots of fun in puppet-laden shows like The Babysitter, The Strange & Eerie Memoirs Of Billy Wuthergloom and last season's multi-Dora Award-nominated Madhouse Variations. Now he presents a show involving magic and exorcisms. What's really frightening is how tough it might be to score a ticket late in the run, since it's being put on in a secret Queen Street venue that seats only 30 people. (You'll find out the locale when you book.)
If Doc Wuthergloom posted a personals ad in NOW Magazine, what would it say?
"SW necromancer for hire. Exorcisms, curses, voodoo, virgin sacrifices. White magic, for a price. Rates negotiable. Will work weekends."
Who'd respond to it?
Mothers looking to book entertainers for their kids' birthday parties. And they'd all ask for balloon animals. Sadly, Wuthergloom would accept the gig. Times are tough.
Limited seating, "secret location" shows are hot this season (see Matchbox Macbeth and Murder On Ossington). Are the days of traditional theatres numbered?
Traditional theatres' days have been numbered ever since the government in ancient Athens stopped subsidizing tickets for the poor. Things have looked grim ever since.
However, we wanted the show to have a bit of an illicit feel, like an old speakeasy or a seedy carnival at midnight. Also, it forces people to buy their tickets early, cuz otherwise they don't get to learn the secret location and feel like one of the cool kids.
On Halloween, what will you shell out to trick-or-treaters?
We show Night Of The Living Dead on a big screen on our front porch, and if the kids are brave enough to come up, I give them little pickled heads in small jars. Kids with the best costumes get heads that aren't made of rubber.
You also played Timon in the musical The Lion King. Do you still remember all his lines?
Only if you wake me up in the middle of the night and give me the right cue. But 10 years later, my skin still has a greenish tinge from the makeup.
Your last show, Madhouse Variations, got multiple Dora Award nominations. What's gonna happen this time?
Sadly, if the Doctor ever won a Dora, the statue would prove to be cursed. Doc would pass out drunk from the free cocktails, and the ugly brass clown would come to life and murder all the theatre students who work at the ceremony. Then the poor Doctor would take all the blame and the good people of the theatre community would chase him out of town with pitchforks and torches.... That's what happened in 1981 when he won a Betty.