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.

Ahead of runs at the Arcola Tent in Dalston and Soho Theatre, the boys have been exploring their new neighbourhoods.
Ben Walters finds out what happened…

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.’

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