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Review: THE FAT CAT KILLERS

Toby Zinman found THE FAT CAT KILLERS to be a weak satire about desperate workers and the heartlessness of big corporations.

By Toby Zinman

For the Inquirer

Dumb and Dumber's adventures in corporate America: Adam Szymkowicz's new comedy, The Fat Cat Killers, couldn't be better timed, what with protests against the money establishment making headlines from sea to shining sea. Flashpoint Theatre Company's  production offers three excellent performances and satiric, if naïve, insights into the heartlessness  big business.

Scene One opens with Steve (Robert DaPonte) making a pitch to his boss: "I think with more responsibility and more money I can be the best Steve I can be." Once he's fired, as is his pal Michael (Sean Lally), they cook up a plan to get both revenge and money. The problem, with both the plan and the play, is that they're stupid slackers and seem more like middle schoolers wearing bad ties.

When Dave (Damon Bonetti), the CEO, arrives in the play,  it is a relief (and therefore counterproductive to the show's message) since he actually seems to be an adult and have a brain. That he is a manipulative creep goes without saying. The revenge plot goes from ridiculous to violent. This then leads to a good deal of speechifying about the oppression of the workers.

Directed by Noah Herman, with a set by Thom Weaver providing a wall of boxes which are then pointlessly tossed around,  the show, even at ninety minutes, goes on too long and seemed structurally flawed.

The friend who joined me for the show does in fact work for a big corporation, and she found The Fat Cat Killers both accurate and hilarious; she had a murderous gleam in her eye by the end of the evening.

This comedy may provide you with some ballast for the very  serious ideas in current productions all around town: evolutionary biology (The How and the Why), philosophy (New Jerusalem), abstract expressionism (Red), not to mention the horror and suffering in both The Diary of Anne Frank and Our Class.  And then again, it may not.

Flashpoint Theatre Co. at the Second Stage at the Adrienne, 2030 Sansom St. Through Nov.19. Tickets $5-20. Information: 215-665-9720 or www.flashpointtheatre.org