Pat’s grasp of how to push the line of funny and bad taste is really strong and he pushes that line constantly throughout his set, taking something ‘everyday’ as far as he can toward being inappropriate, but holding back just enough that the audience isn’t uncomfortable about it.
Killick’s work is brash, crass, and brutally direct in a friendly way, but there seemed an element of ‘us and them’ classist humour going on…
This is Siberian Husky are a powerhouse of comedic creativity, and it’s a joy to glimpse into their sharp, absurd minds.
Their latest show tells the tale of The Misery Factory – the world’s premier producer of unhappiness, mishaps and sorrow.
Nicky Marr’s narrative takes us through the dance styles she’s tried and abandoned; a coming of age through dance classes.
I didn’t know what to expect, but I was not prepared for this. Quinn materializes on stage; a cosmic concoction of tulle, shoulder pads and spangled 80’s lycra. This shrouded apparition instantly hypnotizes her audience with her sublime and pitch-perfect voice. My God, what a voice.
Watson consists of comedy duo Tegan Higginbotham & Adam McKenzie, accompanied in this performance by an agile crew of puppeteers, a handful of aliens and more props than you can poke a prop at.
The easiest way I can describe Breen’s work is that he reminds me a lot of a younger Billy Connolly, at the point where he discarded the music completely and just told stories.
It’s a story of two Russian twins, locked up and yearning for freedom from an unspecified type of incarceration.
Language warning: Alex Williamson is not for all markets. And his friends are f^*#ing c*&ts.
The intimate venue is barely big enough to contain Steen’s agile and peripatetic characters, the entire room is his stage, and we are all merely players. Heleaps and twirls, making use of every available space in the room. Also some unavailable spaces.
Improvisational comedy shows are tricky at best. Even a show that is going really well can suddenly turn on a dime and bomb. It takes a lot of skill to not only perform improv comedy, but to keep it entertaining as a cohesive show for an hour.
This show felt like a warm hug, in the comfort of Uncle Brian’s lounge room. It’s not your typical comedy show.
It turns out that the popularity of the show is well deserved, with host Steele Saunders using the Green Guide Letters to great effect to question the rotating panel of guests.
I do love a good stand up showcase. If it goes well, you find new comics to look out for. If it goes bad, you get to watch someone flounder and die on stage (don’t act like you don’t love it!), but not for so long that it gets weird, just long enough to see the panic before their time is up… wow, this review got dark fast.
It might be Smith’s clean cut appearance, her sweet smile, her polite manners or her soft ukulele strumming that lure you into the impression you’re in the company of a gentle and demure creature. You’re not. You will break from her gaze before she does. This chick has more edge than a cliff face.
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