We knew, while we were in it, that shows of the future would likely contain elements of the pandemic. I dreaded this, thinking it would likely be the same thing over and over. But boy was I wrong.
Stuffed is a production about food banks – not food. Food Bank workers go through a daily cycle, while verbatim voice overs fill the scene. Using this, they take on different characters and drive the story forward by clowning scenes that are inspired by what is said. Everything gets worse and more chaotic until a crescendo of mess. But there is some light at the end of the tunnel.
We are thrown instantly into the production, with drum and bass music, high energy physical theatre and essentially being shouted at but with an important message: this is nothing new, nothing we haven’t heard before. And yet, this disclaimer still doesn’t prepare us for what’s to come.
There are levels of highs and lows in energy and performance, and this keeps us on the edge of our seat. Dark humour fills each scene, from a visceral scene of a person with guts coming out of them but acting as if it is all okay, to a fight over a crumb, the performers acting with elements of pigeon-like physicality. But with this, a more serious darkness comes and this does well to lull us before driving home the gut punch.
Political commentary on the state of politicians, the police and other elements mix between raw real speech to a clowned and hammed up interpretation: when the man with his guts hanging out is met by the police, they firstly ignore him, see we are watching and then embark on futile attempts to soothe to appease the public. Hilarious but extremely to the point and almost not surprising.
The crescendo is a break down of society, government, life and this is represented in an inferno, a building collapse. What is interesting is the performers already have signs on their costume and make up to suggest this isn’t the first time. It becomes raw and painful and delivers yet another gut punch. It is so powerful.
Stuffed is a must see play. Even if you think food banks have nothing to do with you, they have everything to do with everyone. This production has the perfect levels of comedy to then really smack you in the face with reality and it brings real emotion to you. It’s fun, but painful and so very important.
Rarely have I been in a situation when a review is hard to write because it is such perfection.
I very much booked this on a whim; I saw plenty talking about this, from fringe contemporaries to general public and as a cabaret, burlesque obsessive and millenial who grew up with and watches Shrek on repeat for comfort, I also couldn’t resist.
Most burlesque shows run for a couple of hours, with interval and presenters. But at Fringe, this isn’t an option and actually, the consistant pace the show is forced into just helps with keeping the laughter coming. Not that there is a problem with that in the first place.
As the name suggests, this burlesque show is a satirical take, with drag, burlesque, rude jokes and phenominal singing of Shrek, condensed to one hour with highlight triggers. From pop culture references or if you have just seen Shrek an ungodly amount of time, you’re already speaking the words along with the audio; the surprises and their take on them are all the more funny with extensive knowledge and they have chosen something so brilliant to be creative and get the audience going.
Transitions are smooth and we are thrown in from the start. Innuendo is writhe and the little details to create jokes are well planned and thought out. And the actual skill of the performers is a gold star – they are professional, having fun and extremley talented. I have probably never been to a show when, the next act comes on and i’m laughing at the sheer impressiveness of their choice and conduct or saying “No F***ing way!”. I was entirely engaged and so was every audience member, by the sounds of the cheers, the singing along, the laughter and clapping. It’s a wonder the Assembly Main Hall is still in tact.
Swamplesque is everything I wanted it to be and more. Not a foot wrong, so extremely clever in execution, creation and thought, they were meticulous in their choices and artistic direction and I had THE BEST time. Now to go away and question all my thoughts and feelings…
There’s something to say about Christian Dart – the man loves a Fringe and has the secret to unlimited energy. Part of the group, Bad Clowns, Dart has embarked on his own show, only 20 minutes after Bad Clowns HOSTAGE and still seems to smash it. (There is to say they have another show AND did a one off at 11.30pm the same night I saw HOSTAGE, recreating it with different characters… I mean… the sugar these chaps must be eating…)
After seeing Dart run out of HOSTAGE the night before to his own show, I did question what I was coming to see. But Dart doesn’t let on that anything is likely amiss and is on his A game throughout.
Bigger Than The Christmas Turkey brings together a stand up show, with music, a little like Tim Minchin but much more unhinged. We are transformed through Dart’s life, from a large baby, through break ups, break downs (over guacamole) and the injustice of Disney. The segue to each of these is clean and when it isn’t, it is owned up, purposeful and becomes part of the comedy.
Dart, like any comedian, is very interactive with the audience and this audience are ready for it. His confident and positive personality helps, engaging us as friends and leaving us feeling part of his life; with knowledge of the vulnerable parts and welcoming us to it. He isn’t afraid to be the butt of jokes, using real images and videos of his childhood and onwards, to tell his story. This candid retrospective is endearing and engages us as, likely, people who could not do that themselves. He is also quick witted with quips and creates new humour through the moment – jumping onto chairs in the middle of the audience to sing about guac, to see how far he could do with the mic lead, even creating new phrases which he owns up to. He is self aware and can easily use this to his advantage.
The only quibble to have is – there was no Turkey suit. Something I very much expected or at least as the finisher, it never comes. While dissappointed, as I write this I think… maybe this was too easy and predictable and actually, we are left wanting more? Only Dart knows the truth.
Christian Dart: Bigger Than The Christmas Turkey is a fun, intimate and hilarious satire of Dart’s life, but, we are very much part of the jokes and along for the ride.
Tik Tok and social media has taken over our lives. I’ve not escaped this, despite my “I don’t do insta” or “I’ll never go on Tik Tok”… trying to be cool, “old” and against the grain but I caved long ago. And owning it in embarrassment. More only as a voyeur and posting adventures.
Performance artist Louise Orwin takes this concept and runs the other way with it. As a known (at times) controversial artist (and trust when I say that with entire adoration), Orwin looks at her years of life while in her late 30’s and her choices, other’s choices and the world and asks – did she do all of this to be famous? And is it too late to still be famous?
She begins this as an obscure social experiment. Those who do use Tik Tok will instantly recognise the absurdity she conducts as the usual on this platform but others may think she has either lost her mind or doing some avant-garde performance. The former is felt by 800+ people at the time, as we realise she is live on Tik Tok and performing. Some actively say she needs help; some can’t believe what they are seeing; some think she’s an icon; some are blowing her cover and announcing it is a performance. This live, changeable interaction is likely new every night but also likely to be the same sentiments. When she does anything against the community rules of the app, she gets kicked off Tik Tok, all too soon. She was only licking a lollipop! But there’s jeopardy to this approach and anything could happen.
To the side of the stage is a pink haired person on a screen – Jax. Jax comes fom working with Orwin outside of the show and eventually, is her “guru” in all things gen z and Tik Tok. Jax has a huge following and the discourse of how this was achieved is discussed, touching upon how children are sexualised on the app and almost forced to grow up all too quickly. But is it for money? Not really. Recognition? Not really. Fame? Who knows. Orwin balances these thoughts between action on stage, on screens and with a written commentary noting projected at the back on forced performance, and uneasy feelings about her life on the web.
Orwin is frank and open, clear about the complexities in her head but also brings high-level physical theatre to the stage – all live to not only us but random people on an app – and interestingly, after getting kicked off and using another account, simply running on a treadmill racks those likes back up again. Tik Tok is now this bizarre world wide phenomenon that Orwin has been doing on stage for years. Is it competition? Will it make her famous?
With intense spoken word, the physicality and all the existential discussion around the topic, FAMEHUNGRY is entirely captivating. It is thought provoking, perfection and sheer brilliance. And is raising the important questions with no final conclusion at the end – because to go against the grain is to be left behind, but to go with it creates an uncomfortable feeling. What do they decide to do? Just to keep going. Because, what else is there?
Ever wondered what being taken hostage would be like, particularly at the fringe? or on stage? I appreciate there may be productions that indeed make you already feel that way. But with HOSTAGE by Bad Clowns, you g… well you don’t quite get a real hostage situation but you get a comical, chaotic hour of something like one.
Bad Clowns, a madcap comedy trio, take us on a journey from a fringe show about a character named Timothy Potts, supposedly loosely based on the main actors life, when his ex-writing partner escapes prison and holds all of us hostage. It would be easy for comedy groups to reinvent the wheel from their heroes and inspiration, but this is something different. The concepts and ideas are all brand new, with only the stereotyped themes handed over by us, the audience. What is great is that you can sense the close understanding and relationship the performers have, when things go awry or they improvise, slightly corpsing but clearly having fun, not only in their production but as friends and colleagues.
The acting is brilliant, with each actor having their own fully fledged character. This not only differentiates it well but adds levels to the performance, enhancing any surprises that come our way. They also feel comfortable involving us; we’re not spectators, we are taken hostage and involved in playing devil’s advocate or taking part in a twisted Black Mirror/Squid Game vote for death. They bring us into the performance, as old friends, and sometimes as friends who are just really bloody weird.
HOSTAGE is a fun-fuelled bubble of chaos, leaving sides splitting, a sense of bewilderment but certainly something enjoyed and unlikely to forget.
If you grew up studying drama in the UK, you will well know Metamorphosis. A surreal tale, it was always a good catalyst for teenage kids to develop their drama devising talents. And we have all heard of Kafka; but here is the crux, I knew little else of him apart from his name and writing of this story.
A juxtaposition of Kafka’s life versus his story, we dip in and out of the two, seeing similarities and just how much he threw himself into his writing. What could be a deep and troubling tale, is somehow lightened and emotive in the way musicals are by turning it into one. There are times of deep ballads and almost standing ovation worthy crescendos, but then there is also a song noting “F*** my life”. There is the perfect balance of comedy and deep feelings.
Throw in some puppetry and we see a popular trend of musicals meeting puppetry since Avenue Q. This isn’t the old children’s puppetry show and something about that innocence when the puppet is shouting obscenities is silly but also well done.
The singing is brilliant. Un-faltered and reverberating in this enclosed space, it hits deep and almost is too much for such a small room (in a good way). The performers are every ounce professional, making eye contact, engaging with us either indirectly or directly and fantastic at picking up on unplanned engagement. They bounce off one another without a foot wrong and it is not only entertaining but fun.
Kafka’s Metamorphosis: The Musical! With Puppets! is yet another new way to take on the well know story, bringing humour and elements of heartbreak while easily jumping and perfecting different unlikely theatrical elements. And for those like me who knew little of Kafka, it is entirely a learning experience of his life.
In the underworld, meets a post apocalyptic, sci fi existence, the unlikely friendship of Mary Queen of Scots and Elizabeth I meet, in a zombie/un-dead state along with Penthesilea and Valkyrie. This bizarre but fantastical story is every element thought provoking, chaotic and camp.
Stuck in limbo, these matriarchs have an almost symbiotic relationship – love and hate, dependant and independent, they touch upon history and pop culture to bring a discussion of appropriate rule within the patriarchy and modern world.
Our main Queens are drag artists, balding heads and darkened teeth, they are hammed up versions of historical portrayals with attention to detail such as the blood under Mary’s pearls. The two are opposites – appropriate in Scotland – Mary is in white and Elizabeth in black. Not only does this feel like a nod to Scotland but against the grain of the virginal Queen versus the evil Scottish usurper. Unsurprisingly from this, Elizabeth becomes wild and unruly, creating a juxtaposition of characters.
It is no surprise that the group are from Berlin and so the no holding back breaking of barriers, absurdity and level of camp fills every bit of the production and it is brilliant. However, there are elements that sometimes are either too complicated or wild that there are certainly gaps of understanding and loss on a British audience. Its crudeness again aims to shock and for the average audience, this works – the uneasy giggling amongst, but it is also Bouffon – shown in their garments and padding all the way to the taboo.
QUEENS encapsulates Berlin LGBTQI+ culture, with the crudeness of a drag show, meeting punk and thoughtful commentary on patriarchy, history and popular culture. A brilliant show but perhaps more of a knowledge of this culture is needed for audiences to alleviate the gaps in energy.
A tale as old as time… well… not quite in the Beauty and the Beast sense, but in a much more relatable, modern way.
Shotgunned is a rom-com meets coming of age story, where love is strong and intense, throwing in life changing events and eventually leading to the sense of “the one that got away”. It is equally heartbreaking and humourous, and follows the lost love story-lines we see more and more of; from 500 Days of Summer, One Day and David Nicholls’ other lost love book, Sweet Sorrow… this is a love story but not with its usual happy ending.
Ros and Dylan, intertwined already by their exes, meet at a party and in time fall in love, get pregnant, lose the baby and lose one another. With the use of blackouts, we jump forward and back in time, to see the happy times and then the breakdowns, mixing the timeline to keep us guessing. This is theatre and so keeping this non-linear is a good theatrical technique. However, the blackouts felt a little amateur and lost a bit of the theatricality for me. Maybe a song and light interlude or a clever exchange of props to slide into the next scene would give this some edge.
The performers have their A game on – like any fringe show, there are interruptions from late patrons and this doesn’t disturb them. Their connection feels natural and so the hard bits feel so much harder and the nice bits feel all the bit more light. You can’t help but get into their love. But there were times where I couldn’t quite gel with them as a couple and therefore [spoiler!] when they break up and never end up together, it isn’t as gut wrenching as it is meant to be. But you’re happy for them either way. It isn’t the acting nor is it the acting… but there’s something about these characters that just doesn’t hold you as a couple.
The writing is fantastic and helps with the bouncing of the characters, using moments of calling back to make you chuckle or gasp in recognition of a former conversation or comment. These are also used to go from positive to negative and visa versa, adding layers to the intimacy of these two characters.
Shotgunned is a lovely show. I really enjoyed it, with it feeling equal parts light and blue. Once further developed, this could be something that could really resonate with audiences.
Heathers certainly has a cult following if the red, green, yellow and blue costumes in the audience are anything to go by and judging by the overwhelming response to every single musical number in the show!
Based on the film of the same name released in 1989, Heathers has had a successful run of productions both on Broadway and in the West End. In fact, the most recent tour was 2023, so the show’s popularity is obvious. It has gone through various iterations and versions, with the most recent featuring new songs and replacements for others. ‘Blue’ is replaced with ‘You’re Welcome;’ Heather Duke gets a song in ‘Never Shut Up Again’ and we get the big, belt number, ‘I Say No’ for Veronica, originally created for Carrie Hope Fletcher when she played the role in the West End.
The story is a dark comedy, with particularly intense and difficult themes. Nothing is shied away from; we see bullying, teen suicide, sexual assault and school violence. Veronica longs to simply survive High School without being bullied and picked on every single day. She manages to convince the Heathers, a group of ultra popular, ‘teflon’ girls to accept her as one of their own, and chaos ensues. She meets the enigmatic and damaged new student JD, and inadvertently gets caught up in his desires to rid the world and their high school of anyone he deems unacceptable to the better society he envisions. The show embraces these tough subjects and never holds back. It grabs you by your coloured school blazer and refuses to let go until the very end.
The action bursts onto the stage with ‘Beautiful,’ introducing us to Veronica and Westerburg High in 1989. Jenna Innes returns to the role after the tour in 2023; she is a fantastic Veronica, the loveable nerd who just wishes High School could be different, that everyone could get along just like they did in Kindergarten. The song is a fantastic opener, introducing all the characters and setting the tone for the darkly comic nature of the show.
Jenna Innes is entirely believable as Veronica, with a powerful voice and exceptional delivery of both dramatic and comic lines. She is quickly corrupted by her involvement with the Heathers and the damaged JD. This is not an easy sing, (and she barely leaves the stage!), but she delivers the big numbers with absolute ease, and I particularly love her facial expressions and reactions to everything going on around her. My favourite number is ‘I Say No,’ but every song is delivered with poise and a belt to die for. Her character arc is expertly delivered, and this is clearly a role that Jenna adores and was born to play.
‘Beautiful’ also introduces us to the Heathers themselves, Heather McNamara, ‘the head cheerleader,’ Heather Duke, ‘no discernible personality but her mom paid for implants’ and of course, Heather Chandler who is a ‘mythic bitch.’ They work so well together as a group; ‘Candy Store’ is exceptional; harmonies and dancing are on point and the lyrics are entirely inappropriate and therefore, completely hilarious. Each Heather gives a great performance, each clearly have fantastic vocal chops and can dance to match. Esme Bowdler particularly comes into her own after her untimely demise, with her haunting of Veronica in turns hilarious and menacing. Sedona Sky as Heather Duke delivers one hell of a number in ‘I Will Never Shut Up Again’ and Daisy Twells as Heather McNamara is the loveable ‘dumb blonde’ until her rendition of ‘Lifeboat’ which paints her as much more than we first perceived and is a powerhouse vocal performance.
Other special mention to Amy Miles who makes her professional debut as Martha Dunnstock and who leaves the audience breathless with her performance of ‘Kindergarten Boyfriend;’ you could hear a pin drop in the silences of the song and Amy owns her second.
The ‘villain’ of the piece, JD fights his way into our hearts with a highly comedic ‘kicking of asses’ in ‘Fight for Me’ where he very slowly knocks out Kurt and Ram (very ably played by Iván Fernández González and Jason Battersby respectively, both exceptionally funny and fantastic movers!). JD is portrayed by Keelan McAuley, and I was in awe of his vocals, the way he can sustain that gruff belt over a considerable tour is impressive. Nothing is held back, especially in ‘Meant to Be Yours’ and ‘Freeze Your Brain.’ His character arc in the show is amazing; he goes from damaged teenager to all out murderer of his fellow students in his quest to make a ‘decent world for decent people.’ He makes this very believable, and his study of the character has clearly paid off.
There are so many moments of incredible singing and hilarious delivery of lines; Lucy Sinclair shines as Ms. Fleming and Veronica’s Mom, especially in Fleming’s ill judged TV campaign against teen suicide in ‘Shine a Light.’ Conor McFarlane (Ram’s Dad/Big Bud Dean/Coach Ripper) and Alexander Service (Kurt’s Dad/Veronica’s Dad/Principal Gowan) absolutely steal the show in ‘My Dead Gay Son’ with dancing and rainbows aplenty. The whole ensemble dance and sing their absolute socks off in every scene and the show is punchily delivered in every musical number.
All in all, I’ve seen this show once before, but this iteration was honestly well worth the standing ovation that the whole theatre delivered as soon as the cast came on for their bows. The show is full of difficult topics which still resonate today, 35 years after the show is set. To see so many young people in the audience, clearly loving every second and able to identify with some of the experiences on stage means that musical theatre will continue to thrive long into the future. To that end, Heathers deserves a place up there with some of the classics for, after all, ensuring that audiences continue to fill those theatre seats is ultimately the goal of all musicals and one that Heathers clearly does with ease.
If you’re not aware of BOM. It’s a musical comedy with music, lyrics, and book by Trey Parker, Robert Lopez, and Matt Stone (South Park & Frozen). It follows two Latter-day Saints missionaries as they attempt to preach the faith of the Church to the inhabitants of a remote Ugandan village.
Simple premise for a musical, I guess. The best way to describe it, is someone took a book of Musicals For Dummies, copied different musical ideas, used the comical genius behind South Park (not forgetting Robert Lopez who’s part of the team that have brought us Frozen & Coco), and you have one of the funny & cleverest musicals of the last decade.
In saying that, this isn’t for everyone. The subject matter itself could be controversial, but I’ve another perspective. It’s not about one religion, it might be named after one, but the tone and material itself is about all religion, and the basis of it – a belief. It doesn’t say one religion is bad, and one is good, it just says your beliefs are yours – there are no wrong or right answers.
Having seen the tour which came to Cardiff in 2021, and in London in 2017, the current cast of the Summer of 2023 are quite possibly my favourite by a long way.
Steven Webb shines as Elder Mckinley – which isn’t a major part but steals the show with his asides and quirks that he’s brought to the role. Ben Tyler and Connor Pierson, Elder Price and Elder Cunningham also remain a huge highlight, and the ensemble were also on point.
Overall – I believe, Book of Mormon, is much better than any golden plates!
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