Puppet regime: a day in the life of two cabaret puppets
Leathery ne’er-do-wells Boris and Sergey have been up to no good in Dalston and Soho
Boris and Sergey are a couple of two-foot-high, filthy little Balkan charmers, and the stars of their own semi-improvised grown-up bunraku (Japanese puppet theatre) show. The puppeteers’ visibility does nothing to undermine this duo’s seedy allure, whether they’re mounting cod-blockbuster set-pieces or losing their souls at poker.
Boris (the furry one): ‘We arrive in Dalston Junction, complete with our Shoreditch-style facial hair. It’s so alternative here that everybody looks the same.’
Sergey (the maroon one): ‘I solemnly swear to fuck shit up and adorn myself with ironic knitwear.’