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REVIEW: Baram and Snieckus’ Big Stuff uses improv to explore the materiality of grief

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Production photo from Big Stuff at Crow's Theatre. iPhoto caption: Photo by Dahlia Katz.
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Cardboard boxes housing an idiosyncratic array of objects including a pinprick portrait of a crying orphan, a wooden carving of a hunted owl, and a shiny fleet of toasters provide the backdrop for the world premiere of Big Stuff, produced and performed by married comedy duo Matt Baram and Naomi Snieckus in association with Crow’s Theatre. The hour-and-a-half two-hander, directed by co-creator Kat Sandler with set design by Michelle Tracey, investigates how seemingly useless items can serve as conduits for memory, particularly after the death of a loved one. This is charged subject matter — but Baram and Snieckus’ improvisation-infused, Second City-tested comic repartee keeps the show moving with delicious lightness.

The autobiographical premise: In the wake of their parents’ deaths, Baram wishes to trash many of the inherited belongings, while Snieckus is insistent on keeping them. This disagreement yields flashbacks explaining the various items’ significance (or lack thereof), a conceit that lets the couple dramatize key moments in their lives, from their first meeting to the final days of Snieckus’ father’s life.

Pens and paper populate the seats of the Crow’s Studio before the show begins. Once the audience arrives, printed instructions have us write down an item in our living space that reminds us of someone. Baram and Snieckus then collect the entries and incorporate them into the show, splitting up written scenes with brief audience interviews about the objects. 

At the performance I attended, the crowd’s responses were often intensely personal, burrowing deep into family histories and tales of first love. Because of its focus on stuff, the play at first seems aimed at people old enough to have accumulated a large number of meaningful personal belongings. As a younger viewer, I wasn’t sure what to write down, and wouldn’t have had much to say if asked about my eventual choice. But the fact that others held forth with elegance on trinkets of such remarkability — a 200-strong collection of mini-elephants marched ahead of a rose petal enshrined in glass — helped me see relevance in the show’s concept.

A rather American forcefulness combines with a particularly Canadian commitment to self-deprecation in the performances of Baram and Snieckus, who are based in Toronto but recently lived in Los Angeles for several years. The blazer-and-glasses-clad Baram is neurotic and grounded, whereas Sniekcus, in a crewneck and button-down, comes off as compassionate but ever-so-slightly fiendish. The duo’s considerable rhythmic precision and kindly, fluid presence anchor the show, even when the ship drifts off course (at my performance, they at one point got lost in the script, having to converse with the stage manager before going back a few pages; they of course washed, peeled, and diced this mishap into a six-course meal).

The synopsis on the Crow’s website discusses the duo’s “distinct blend of storytelling and improvisation,” and, indeed, Big Stuff owns property near that porous border between comedy and theatre. Baram and Snieckus provide the comic chops, while Sandler brings in much of the staginess, coordinating shifts in lighting (by Emilie Trimbee) and sound (by Tim Lindsay) to signpost the beginning and end of different timelines. The show even draws attention to the tension between the art forms; a few times, after a section of improvisation, Baram and Snieckus return to the text of a scripted scene but act as if they’ve forgotten to do the blocking before hastily acknowledging this discrepancy and returning to the correct physical spot. 

If the show falters, the tumult lies in its conclusion, which seems to me oddly neat, given the show’s discursive structure. In it, Baram and Snieckus appear eager to offer a final argument regarding the usefulness of their stuff. But this spelled-out rhetoric is less powerful than the subtext that’s been building over the piece’s runtime: That these objects are valuable because they inspired this exceptional show.


Big Stuff runs at Crow’s Theatre until December 8. Tickets are available here.


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Liam Donovan
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Liam Donovan

Liam is Intermission’s senior editor. He lives in Toronto.

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