This isn’t a fleeting romance, nor a cheesy love story: this is a passionate explosion, a firework of attraction and play; this is the affair you wouldn’t dare to dream up even in your wildest fantasies. “That’s Finta*tainment,” the mischievous foster daughter of the Miller, and the many-headed brat-pack “Brigade Brut” collide in a full-evening delirium of Beef Wellington, shredded wrapping paper, and eggnog. Here, the best of what the open stage scene has produced over the last three years meets the toughest ideas ever dreamed up by the Lucerne wrestling crew.
The battlefields range from subtly verbal to full-on physical: finally, the provoking Uncle Roland gets punched in the face, the big holiday dinner speech gets hijacked by the youngest, wokest family member who tears society apart, the Christmas pudding ends up spiked with the finest shards of Christmas ornaments, and the tree is straight-up set on fire.
Expect everything your tired December brain still craves: sparkling wrestlers; blinding sounds and irresistible beats; the full glory of the national fringe performance scene.
Perfect for company parties, family get-togethers, school reunions, modern pre-Christmas bachelor parties, or the best first date of your life. Go all in for one of two nights of the wildest confusion and entertainment: because here, it’s not about playing small – it’s about going big.
For once, no Calida piyamas or hand-knitted socks in the gift box, but the whole damn Carrera race track instead!
For two nights in a row, the halls of the Zentralwäscherei will be drowned in tinsel and shouting – so get your tickets now, or cry later…