Review – Mickey D: GOLD
Mickey D doesn’t carefully construct clever jokes, but more seems to start talking in the hope that it eventually ends up somewhere funny – luckily, it almost always does.
Mickey D doesn’t carefully construct clever jokes, but more seems to start talking in the hope that it eventually ends up somewhere funny – luckily, it almost always does.
Some of the performers were far better at dancing than others, but they were all very polite as they simulated oral sex on audience members and shimmied their junk in the faces of their volunteers.
You don’t need an interest in theoretical physics to enjoy Relativitively Speaking, but you might walk out with one.
Bitch Boxer is, simply put, outstandingly good theatre. If you’re looking for strong, engaging, funny and triumphant theatre, then you could hardly make a safer bet.
The film tried too hard to mean something, to be more metaphysical. Apparently this is from the source material, but it didn’t translate well into film, and I couldn’t quite get swept along for the ride.
Systemic flaws aside, the story is still interesting enough that the film is still enjoyable (as much as the subject material will allow) and insightful.
Almost all of Grudge Match is poorly executed, and none of it is very funny despite it obviously wanting to be. What plays out is a long and lazy film that never really finds its footing.
What can you expect to find on the Stupid Old Channel? A veritable smorgasbord of funny: the entire comedic spectrum from sketch to stand up and back again to sketch.
[Jared Leto’s] supporting role steals the spotlight, even alongside McConaughey’s colourful and commanding performance.
When we first meet Solomon (played by Chiwetel Ejiofor) he is a skilled fiddle player with a wife and family, but by a ruse he finds himself drugged, chained, and sold to slavers.
The Wolf of Wall Street is not a warts-and-all portrayal of Wall Street vice but is, at its core, an uninteresting brush-up of a man who has already received too much attention.
The Lion King is more than worth-seeing – it should be mandatory. It is heartfelt and carries a sense of soul that can’t be put into words.
Pilot Records have single-handedly changed the Adelaide music scene. Everything they do is gold. So get on it.
When John Grant took to the stage it was to make a statement. A bearish, bearded man, dressed simply in jeans and a button-down shirt, he wasn’t here to wow us with his stagecraft...