Fanny Simon - Mais Que Vont Dire Les Voisins ?

Fanny Simon brings “Mais que vont dire les voisins” to Le Boui-Boui

At Le Boui-Boui, we treasure artists who turn everyday life into a high-wire act, and Fanny Simon’s “Mais que vont dire les voisins” fits our stage like a glove. In our intimate room, where a raised eyebrow can ripple through the crowd as powerfully as a punchline, her wit, presence, and quicksilver timing flourish. The show’s premise—how we live side by side, peer through doors ajar, and script each other’s lives—becomes a playful, sometimes disarming mirror held to the audience. From the first moments, she threads observational humor with nimble storytelling, teasing out the micro-dramas of apartment landings, the orchestration of building chats, and the choreography of polite nods in stairwells. Our vantage point, watching faces light up and shoulders shake in unison, confirms why this creation thrives here: the precision of her language, the give-and-take with viewers, and the room’s close focus combine to turn small human habits into comedic fireworks. Expect to feel seen, gently roasted, and conspiratorially included, as if sharing a secret with your neighbors in the next seat.

A fresh, in-the-moment hour shaped for our room

We love hosting comedians who dare to keep the material alive in the moment, and this is exactly how Fanny Simon works this hour at Le Boui-Boui. She plays with tempo and silence, leaning into the shiver of anticipation that our low stage and warm lights create, then springing a turn of phrase that reframes the scene entirely. The night is structured yet elastic; she leaves space for spontaneous detours, local references, and the playfulness of audience reactions, bringing the room into the writing itself. Fans who’ve followed her evolving bits onstage will recognize the spirit of recurring segments she has been honing, including pieces like “Le Palier est un Théâtre,” “Réunion de copropriété,” “Les Boîtes aux Lettres,” and “Apéros Forcés,” as well as the neighborhood chorus of “Groupes WhatsApp de Voisinage.” These are not skits in the sketch-comedy sense so much as living comic essays—miniatures that gain heft and resonance when performed up close. It is precisely the sort of set our venue was built for: a fine balance of crafted storytelling and improvisational nerve.

From our perspective backstage and in the house, the current moment suits Fanny Simon: she’s performing with the confidence of an artist who knows where each thread of laughter leads, yet remains curious enough to tug on new ones. “Mais que vont dire les voisins” lands as a timely portrait of how we signal virtue, negotiate boundaries, and gossip ourselves into community—all told with warmth rather than cynicism. Our technical team underscores the tone with crisp sound that catches every aside, and lighting that shifts subtly as she moves from anecdote to character-play to razor-clean payoff. If you’re joining us at Le Boui-Boui, arrive ready to lean in: the closer you listen, the more she rewards attention with layered callbacks and quietly barbed details. We see, night after night, how the show stirs post-performance conversations in our foyer: audience members turn to one another—newly minted neighbors—trading their own micro-stories from stairwells, courtyards, and elevators. That communal afterglow is the hallmark of a night well spent on our stage, and it’s the kind of buzz this production is built to kindle.