fines, inhabits, and rearranges their attributes with the dizzying agility of a shellgame operator.
For Japanese audiences who spend most of their time in tradition-bound offices and homes, the taishu engeki theater is an extraordinary place of unrestricted passions, comically scrambled behavior patterns, and fluid sexual identities. By breaking the rules of decorum and turning etiquette on its head, taishu engeki transforms a colorless corner of urban life into a carnival of uninhibited fun. Painful obligations become liberating sources of pleasure. Barriers of status and wealth dissolve in a mist of dry ice and rock and roll. Order and reserve are overturned by chaos and passion. Even the shyest of the revelers is given a moment of applause in the spotlight. The powerless and disenfranchised are crowned as emperors and empresses of a realm without limits where anything is possible. There is even all the ice cream you can eat. For the weary, obedient, and polite citizens of Japan's highly regimented society, the zacho is a modern-day shaman, conjuring storms of paper snow and laughter that transform his shabby theater into a garden of anarchic delights.