This work, at Summerhall’s Canada Hub, is fast acquiring the Fringe’s ephemeral version of cult status, breathed on many lips as one to see.
It offers two attractions. On one level, the interchangeable Amy Nostbakken (who also directs) and Norah Sadava are dressed in identical white costumes like synchronised swimmers.
Their behaviour reflects this as the pair simultaneously play Cassandra Hayward on the day after her mother’s death.
Delivered in and around a bathtub (empty), they frequently sing, move and speak as one, building a dual picture of prickly, unhappy Cassie.
The second element is a witty but insightful peek into an independent woman’s thought processes. This can be bolshie and powerful, although there is weakness and insecurity just below the tough surface, not to mention dark humour.
The choreography of the two performers is remarkable, turning a relatively standard look at contemporary feminism into an occasionally repetitive but undoubtedly unique mix of physical theatre, performance art and drama.