I Married A Nun

If you’ve never heard your own grandma expound on the healing properties of a lap dance for a broken heart, you might want to catch D’yan Forest’s autobiographical one-woman show, penned by Forest and director Stephen Jobes. She begins her meandering tale of sexual awakening (and re-awakening and re-awakening) by swinging her septuagenarian hips to “Lady Marmalade,” before advancing on individual spectators with the famous come-on “Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?” From this less than robust opening, you might be able to predict the hour of cabaret and stand-up ahead of you. As Forest zig-zags in and out of different stories—begin with the nun, move back to her first marriage, cut to a Parisian swinger’s club, return to the nun, jump to her mother, the nun again, Paris again—questions arise: Why have three chairs and three shirts onstage, then barely use them? If you bring out a basket of sex toys, is it shocking enough to simply wave an undulating dildo around? However, Forest has shining moments whened she drops the Betty White shtick and hits you with something a little deeper. And damned if she isn’t charming with a ukulele. (Visit fringenyc.org for more information).—Bryna Turner