Catching a Cheese Pervert: A Priscilla Patton Mystery
2026 Toronto Fringe Festival
July 11, 2026, 4:55 a.m.
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Not My Cup of Tea

The theatre was packed and it seemed like lots of people laughed, but it I couldn’t Camembert it. The cheese puns were abundant but didn’t take it far enough for me to set an absurd tone that I think they were goating for. The other humor grated on me: “body count matters” and poking fun at a woman’s perceived promiscuity, someone is gay or not gay (“surprise!”), men=bad, social influencers are vapid, saying the word penis… healing from trauma jokes clashed with a story where women were being targeted and sexually harassed… the justice system not believing or protecting women played entirely for laughs without self awareness. Was the overall joke that everyone was terrible? The characters’ behaviours were inconsistent so I felt nothing about them. I was bored. I wanted to like this because I love absurdity and mysteries, but this didn’t land for me.