Zocorro Rose of Tralee

WHILE the pubs and living rooms of Ireland and every other country well up to view โ€˜The Rose of Traleeโ€™ competition, not every onlooker is admiring. Sure, the women (โ€˜girlsโ€™ is just a bit diminishing for working professionals and MBA/IWAMD graduates) might be interesting, beautiful, accomplished and gorgeously gowned or not. The truth is that a competition to elect the finest Rose in all that lands is a competition that excludes married women, mothers and anyone over the ripe old age of 27. That raises eyebrows and a chortle.

Ambivalent feelings aside as to the international nationsโ€™ finest as elected by the Kerry festival, hark unto Savoy Theatre Lunchtime feature on Thursday August 30, Friday 31.
โ€œOur August production is โ€˜Zocorro Rose of Traleeโ€™, a show I worked on when it came to Loft Venue two years,โ€ reports Pius McGrath, one of the Savoy Lunchtime Theatre producers. โ€œZocorro packed out over the three nights. Itโ€™s a one woman show written and acted by Eleanor Bethancourt during which she wears a mask throughout. Eleanor plays Zocorro who comes over from Spain as the Spanish Rose to fulfil her grandmotherโ€™s dying wish. Itโ€™s an hour long crazy rollercoaster of laughs and Zocorro gets up to a lot, including a urine test on stage to proof her femininity and her Irish-nessโ€.
Expect some flamenco flirting, the slip-sliding of her fabulous green dress and clichรฉd homage and ham to notions of nationality. Zocorro has a mission.
We can hazard our guess as to what over the Savoyโ€™s excellent soup, sandwiches, service and this sweet bit of theatre: โ‚ฌ10 and doors 12.45pm. www.facebook.com/lunchtheatre and Twitter @lunchtheatre.

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