A nihilist rereading of 2001 Space Odissey. Space in itself is a vacuum, for it is empty. Therefore, the mime is in its right place since the absence of space gives the mime an incredible grasp on the whole universe. It’s as if the mime became God facing the infinite void to fill up. The double existentialist image of the Man and his possibly failed evolution, in the art of mime.

Q2 : What had you eaten prior to acting the fart skit ?

Believe it or not, nothing in particular. My acting background, mostly my ‘Strasberg’ years gave me the necessary tools to act bowels dysfunctions, I simply applied the Sensorial Memory method.

Q3 : A petition was going around in which they were begging us to abandon you in space. Did it affect your capacity to act ?

I never read trash magazines. It would be the same as trying to read into my toilet paper.

Q4 : Your beret has been seen flotting above the Kremlin. What happened ?

Ha ! Ha ! Ha ! This is an old story that quite ressembles the one of the ‘Sasquatch’ or ‘Nessie’s’. I will not deny any of it !

Q5 : When you made your comeback, you proclaimed that « God is everywhere, so is the Mime ». Is that true ?

I strongly believe there are in everybody’s heart: A disappointed dreamer, a ‘much awaited for’ magician, a sad clown, a broken contortionnist, an injured acrobat, a handicapped bull rider and an illiterate mime.

Ze time machine is a representation of how we are responsible for working a bit more every single day to build up our own death.

Q2 : Could you go on a bit more ?

No !

Q3 : Complete the following : Jules Verne, Michael J. Fox, Sandra Bellucci and …

Didierzemime. Same phantasmagoria, same height, same breasts and last but not least, himself.

It is at first… but where does freedom begin? Where does is truly end? The way I see it, it’s when we talk about euthanasia. Is it possible to chose your own time to die and yet to be able to really appreciate it?

Q2: Hard fuel is on the verge of being considered an illegal drug. Do you feel threaten by such regulation?

Ha! Ha! I’m glad we are finally opening that Pandora’s box.

Q3: During a ceremony in honor of your Grand-Mommime, you literally ate the medal you’ve been given. What was this all about?

You are incredibly well informed… Yes, it is a bet that I had previously made with my mother. My grandma has compulsive tendencies. I knew it would have a calming effect on her. Unfortunately, I choked on the medal and we ended up spending the night in the E.R. I guess I’ll have to find something else to calm down Grand-Mommime.

Ze hold-up is a warning that symbolizes the protests of every artist that practices the undervalued arts (dance, clown, buffoon, magician, cabaret singer, harmonist). Those artists are always asking for more, but why exactly ?

Q2 : If I tell you « Gentlemime, the burlgar », what does it say to you?

Really ? It is clearly a euphemism (see dictionary : a euphemism, from the greek word « euphemismos » is a stylistic device that mostly consists in toning down or softening an unpleasant phrase by using a litote or a periphrasis.

Q3 : What would you tell teenagers on the brink of robbing a bank ?

I would tell them : « I know you probably don’t have time to do so, but think it over. Is that truly the life you want for yourself ? »

It is a change that occurred too quickly to make it possible for us to notice any effect through our naked-eye, but then again, we never know.

Q2 : How will the mime adapt himself to the new decade ?

Like daddy fits in uncle-deary. Nobody talks about it, nonetheless everybody secretly think about it.

Q3 : What’s your forecast on the mime crossing the crossroads ?

Either it’s going to be like a breath of fresh air in a confined basement or like the good taste of a sandwich that you wrongfully believed to be rotten.

Bitterness and hope. The past is lengthy but the desire for future happiness can be quite comforting. Like a balm on the uncertainty of the future. Sometimes I crave for poetry…

Q2 : How bad were you hurt by Saint Nicholas’s sleigh ?

What a ride ! But my injuries were mostly due to the reindeers. Those little beasts are quite heavy. It’s a blast to pet them but when they start licking your neck, it is pretty hard to stop them. Once I witnessed a guy being licked to death by a overly affectionate deer.

Q3 What’s your input on crying children on Christmas day?
I don’t want to be a drag but since they probably cried all year long, couldn’t they take a break on Christmas day? And that goes for adults too.

God is a bearded mime.
One who possesses the art of mime gains the power of God and holds the universe under the yoke of his gloves.
The mime is love.
As does love, the mime draws his strength amidst the invisible.
The mime touches without touching.
The mime seduces without whoring himself out
The mime is lovemaking without a condom. He spreads himself.
Sensitive.

By Steve-André Malenfant, Cégep St-Jean-sur-Richelieu, 1982

White ingredients:
Bleached Flour
White sugar
Baking powder 2 white eggs 500 g of Crisco
A white bowl
A white spatula

Black ingredients:
Black chocolate 500 ml of chocolate milk 2 brown eggs (since there’s no such thing as black eggs)
Black liquorice
A black bowl
A black spatula
Combine the white ingredients in the black bowl.

Combine the black ingredients (except the liquorice) in the white bowl, beat. In turn, pour the white mixture over the black mixture in order to create the desired mime effect. Put in oven. Plug in the flat-iron and watch closely.

When cooked, rely on the smell, ice the whole cake with a thick layer of white icing. With a heated flat-iron oull through the black liquorice in order to turn it into a flat silky ribbon. Make sure you coat the flat-iron abundantly with Crisco so the liquorice can slide without sticking. Lay the black ribbons across the cake in a stripped manor.

Happy birthday little mime!
Grand-mamamime

P.S. It may not taste really good but it isn’t for you anyway, it is for your guests.