Like the metal-bashing extravagances of Stomp and other street spectacles before it, trying to make sense of such a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it trend from the safety of a front-row seat is a hit-and-miss affair.
As performed by the members of the 3Run crew, an eight-strong ensemble of musclebound twenty-somethings who look like a boy band, Free Run attempts to capture the back-flipping energy of leaping between tall buildings with a few bits of equipment and a lot of attitude. This isn’t always easy, despite the high-energy expertise of a troupe whose only concession to girliness is a young woman expert in martial arts.
