Review – Desperately Seeking The Exit
Ah Fringe! It throws up such wonderfully oddball offerings such as Peter Michael Marino, a lovely American and self-confessed angloholic (like an anglophile but addicted).
Ah Fringe! It throws up such wonderfully oddball offerings such as Peter Michael Marino, a lovely American and self-confessed angloholic (like an anglophile but addicted).
I love being fooled, having the wool pulled over my eyes and made to believe that the impossible… isn’t.
420 is made to be a guilty indulgence. It is relentlessly awful character improv, featuring off-the-wall bits like a gimp performing ventriloquism through their ball-gag, or a baby singing about toilet-training to the tune of “Bohemian Rhapsody”. It is terrible and it is hilarious.
I’ve seen Michael Bowley a few times over the years; he’s always been pretty excellent but his current show happily strays into outright uproariousness.
Ben Mellor crafts clever anatomical polemics which take inspiration from our insides.
Tales of the Sea is a genial memoir of life inside a nuclear-powered tin-can, at depths the state-secrets act prevents Eric from revealing.
Carla has a vibrant stage presence and a playful affinity for the risqué. She is honest enough to share in her ambitions and insecurities, and cheeky enough to drop a pianist joke.
The greatest trick Stuperstition pulls off is that it indulges your doubts as a rational person, with jokes about homeopathy and references to the scientific method, and then whacks you on the side of the head with confounding illusions.
This low-budget film is not the most thrilling political drama you’ll see, but thanks to believable performances and competent direction it makes for an accessible illustration of city-life in modern San Pablo.
All told, Foreign Objects is a decent round-up of three confident and talented (if not ground-breaking) comedians.
Occupy White People is an illuminating exploration of issues of race in Australia, told through a very funny and talented comedian.
Le Foulard plays the long joke, the humour cooking over in a slow boil that plays tension against relief as Lucy builds towards the laughs.
When I saw the description for this show as ‘physical theatre’, I immediately thought, ‘ooooh, circus!’.
Girl Who Won’t Grow Up is surprisingly quirky and refreshingly unique; a top-notch show from an emerging local talent.
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