Victoria Chaplin is the daughter of Charlie and her husband Jean-Baptiste Thierree is one of the innovators of French circus. They’ve been working together for more than 30 years in a style best described as gentle whimsy. In turn they take the stage which is plain and bare of sets. He specializes in comedy standards with a surreal twist, such as glass tricks and rabbits in hats, only he performs with such charm you see the old jokes with fresh eyes. He also treats the real-life rabbits and ducks with kind respect, meaning you don’t mind animals on stage (these are usually a complete no-no).
Chaplin meanwhile does what you'd call whole-body morphing – she completely disguises herself with parasols and drapery turning herself into an 18th century Duchess, a fish, a table, and various unidentifiable beasts. Chaplin also walks the high wire and rides a uni-cycle – not bad considering she must be over 60.
The show’s highlight of many too numerous to mention is Chaplin wearing all manner of kitchenware – glass jars on her head, colanders at her waist, tin pots on her knees – and coaxing from them the sweetest of tunes. She’s hinting, I think, at domestic harmony and it is lovely to watch.