Not that you go and see Fringe shows just for the cute guys, but in any case you don’t want to miss Absolute Alice’s hotties. Neil Babcock, as the broad-chested narrator, bookends the production and is painfully attractive, and Brandon Sim, as the Knave of Hearts, spends much of the latter part of the show with his shirt open. Were I the Queen of Hearts I would cry, “Off with their clothes!” Though this would be a crime punishable by beheading, as it’s not just the guys, but the packaging. The costumes, by Audrey Marriott, are phenomenal. Like steampunk meets high fashion meets fancy dress party, and the cast totally rocks it.
 
Everyone knows the story of Alice’s hallucinatory trip down the rabbit hole, so all that’s to be said about the story is that it works, although it's perhaps only slightly slow-paced -- which will hopefully be remedied as the cast gets in the rhythm with an audience. The show begins with a sort of “Alice and the Clubs Kids” storyline, although this gets lost as it steers toward a standard interpretation. A number of scenes stand out because of certain performers. Evan Vipond, as the surly, bitchy Mouse that Alice first meets in Wonderland, is a joy to watch; Eitan Shalmon, as the Mock Turtle, had the entire audience laughing; and Michael Patricelli, as the King of Hearts prosecutor in the trial scene, had fantastic comedic timing and made a delightfully bumbling king.
 
While it’s not necessarily a massive departure from the original story, it’s an enjoyable show with some great performances. Absolute Alice is strongest in its ensemble moments, like the aforementioned trial. The jury, made up of returning characters, gives a running commentary on the proceedings that kept the audience laughing. Worth seeing for a fun, sexy, hilarious cast with a deliciously flamboyant vibe to take you on a queer trip.
 
— Michael Lyons