With the usual healthy rivalry between Portland and Seattle in mind, the ever witty and clever Trisha Pancio (who is publicist for PCS) responded to a challenge about comparing the two shows for savvy theatergoers. Caveat: Trisha has only read about Ms. Fisher's show, so we're sure there are more opportunities for her to score some meaningful points.
But for now, here's a scorecard:
Carrie vs. Storm, a breakdown
Drugs
Carrie: Codeine
Storm: Heroin
Point goes to: Storm
Effed- up parents
Carrie’s dad: smoked pot
Storm’s mom: repeatedly attempted suicide
Point goes to: Storm
Musician relationships
Carrie married: Paul Simon
Storm lives with: Davey Nipples from Everclear
Point goes to: Carrie (I mean c’mon! Paul SIMON?)
Weird props
Carrie: Princess Leia buns
Storm: dildos shrunken by her ridiculously large man hands
Point goes to: Storm
Claim to fame
Carrie: OMG the bestest scifi film of all time
Storm: Reality TV
Point goes to: Carrie
Audience interaction
Carrie: “Learn How to Have Sex with a concrete statue of myself”
Storm: “Hey boys! Learn to sing about your 8 mile wide vagina!”
Point goes to: Lets call this one a tie
Style
Carrie: One liners and Hollywood insider zingers
Storm: Gut wrenching ballads and anthems about her vagina
Point goes to: STORM.
addendum: a Good Friday conversation about this scorecard that included two of Culture Shock's contributors prompted one more face off point.
Fan base
Carrie: StormTroopers (strange men dressed in those crazy white tin costumes)
Storm: Storm's troopers (including strange young men, but no tin)
Point goes to: damn. Carrie.