Show of hands, please: How many of you would enjoy being hypnotically induced into mock-lovemaking with a chair and experiencing a, um, sense of physical release via a mere handshake? … Hmmm, several. Now, how many would like to witness that? … Wow, a lot. Cool. Or, more to the point: Cools.
“The more noise you make the dirtier I get!” hypnotist Anthony Cools tells the whoop-whoop! audience that, with the aid of courageous volunteers, has come to see at his adult-oriented show. Advertised as “good clean, dirty fun,” the production headlined by 21-year veteran of the hypnotic arts, Anthony Cools, is a merry-go-round of ribald antics after the dulcet-toned Cools puts willing subjects under his control.
With an expressive face that always seems twisted into a playful R-going-on-X-rated smirk, Cools puts his hypno-trained charges through paces that begin innocently enough—say, pretending to play instruments in an orchestra—and quickly grow more suggestive, including commands involving bodily functions and sexualized stunts (relax, there’s no nudity).
Bringing the show to its climax, as it were: Cools’ signature porn auditions, as each remaining volunteer displays their skill with a chair as a partner. Any more detailed descriptions we’ll leave to your imagination.
“Certain things will always affect the show—moon cycles, the time of year, even bills being due at tax time—it varies from moment to moment,” Cools says. “You don’t know what’s going to happen until it happens, and that’s what makes the show real.” As for skeptics, Cools issues a challenge—or more accurately, a dare. “For people who think it’s not real, get up there and I’ll prove you wrong.”
Thanks, but we’ll remain in our chairs—chastely so. How about you?
Paris, 9 p.m. Thurs.-Sun. & Tues. (dark March 17), $48.35-$81.35 plus tax and fee, 18+. 877.374.7469
