Adam Francis Proulx somehow turns one puppet into 12 completely distinct jurors, each with their own voice, personality and point of view, and the characterization is so strong that I genuinely stopped noticing his own mouth was moving. Beneath the wonderfully ridiculous murder mystery involving a butcher, a baker and a candlestick maker is a sharp, surprisingly thoughtful look at bias, confirmation bias and reasonable doubt. I laughed constantly, but the show also gave me plenty to think about afterward. A hilarious, clever and technically impressive Fringe experience, and one of the strongest shows we've seen in 2026.