Tuxedo Cat’s Cusack Theatre, Sat Feb 14
I’m sorry but WTF? This show had a strong look, opening with two personable young men, wearing white thermal underwear (they must have been dying), lounging in fab white plastic ‘70s pedestal seats; they reminded me of the sperm characters in Woody Allen’s Everything You Wanted To Know About Sex… They used some excellent ‘60s film music to cover scene changes. Pains were taken with the set design, simple and stylish, with plinths made from bar crates that would not have been out of place in Ikea. But then it started.
First sketch in a radio station, the late night erotic story, which the pair took turns to narrate in effete English accents, a story of Farmer Dennis and Lady Brunswick, a 12-year-old’s parody of Lady Chatterley observed through a dreamlike Surrealist prism. It went on too long, as did a bookshop sketch, where they became two bitchy Sloanes left in charge, gobbing in the books, bullying and needling each other in upper crust English voices.
Then we were treated to their all purpose French/German/whatever European accents as they antagonised each other for possession of a gun or a phone supposedly connected to a sex line, which allowed them to talk about wanking, ejaculation and a description of half a turd hanging out of someone’s arse.
Most of the sketches told rather than showed (thank God, I suppose) and individually went on too long, although the show came in at a crisp 45-minutes. In an audience of around a dozen there were clearly fans. Gravity Boots deserve recognition for polished physical performances and staging and avoiding some clichés of sketch comedy, but the surrealist schtick allowed them to work joke-free and call it comedy. Trying.
Gravity Boots Presents: Sassy Monkey And The Black Onion Pudding at Tuxedo Cat’s Cusack Theatre until Tue Feb 24.
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