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Mid-twenties, and perhaps balding a little. Our insecure, naive, put-upon, florist's clerk hero.
Above all, he's a sweet and well meaning little man. He is not a silly, pratfalling nerd, and therefore should not be played as the hero of a Jerry lewis film. |
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The bleach blonde, Billie-Dawn-like, secret love of his life.
If you took Judy Holiday, Carol Channing, Marilyn Monroe, and Goldie Hawn, removed their education and feelings of self-worth, dressed them in spiked heels and a low-cut black dress, and then shook them up in a test tube to extract what's sweetest and most vulnerable - that'd be Audrey. |
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Their boss.
A failure of an East Side florist. His accent, if he has one, is more that of a middle class New York than Eastern Europe. He seldom smiles, but often sweats. |
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A tall, dark, handsome dentist with a black leather jacket and sadistic tendencies.
He is not, however, a leftover from the movie version of "Grease". Think instead of an egotistical pretty-boy - all got up like a greaser, but thinking like an insurance salesman and talking like a radio announcer. The actor who plays him also plays A Voice Not Unlike God's (in the intro), Wino #2, Customer, Radio Announcer, Mr. Berstein, Mrs. Luce, Skip Snip, and Patrick Martin. |
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An anthropomorphic cross between a Venus flytrap and an avocado. It has a huge, nasty looking pod which gains a shark-like aspect when open and snapping at food. The creature is played by a series of four incresingly large puppets, manipulated by a puppeteer (who also plays Wino #1 in the first scene). The frist time we see The Plant, it is less than one foot tall. The last time we see it, it fills the entire stage. |
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Provided by an actor on an offstage microphone. it is important that this actor have clear visual access to the puppets onstage, so that he can provide accurate lip-synch. The sound is a cross between Otis Redding, Barry White, and Wolfman Jack. Think of The Voice as that of a street-smart, funky, conniving villian-Rhythm & Blues' answer to Richard the Third |
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Three black female street urchins who function as participants in the action and a Greek Chorus outside it. They're young, hip, smart, and the only people in the whole cast who really know what's going on. In their 'Greek Chorus" capacity, they occasionally sing to the audience directly. And when they do, it's often with a "secret-smile" that says: "we know something you don't know" |