Sunday, March 31, 2013

REVIEW: SQUEAKY CLEAN COMEDY


2013 MELBOURNE INTERNATIONAL COMEDY FESTIVAL

REVIEW: SQUEAKY CLEAN COMEDY

VENUE AND DATES: MELBOURNE CITY CONFERENCE CENTRE, 333 SWANSTON STREET, UNTIL APRIL 20

ASSESSMENT: Comedy so clean, your 10 year old and grand-mother will love it.

STAR RATING: ** AND A HALF.

A Comedy Festival Show sans smut? Welcome to Squeaky Clean Comedy. And, its comedy content is so clean, so devoid of smut and profanity that, it attracts a demographic from 10 to 100.

And, since the evening doubles as a fund-raiser for Christian relief organisation, World Vision, I was delighted that, the audience on the night I attended was friendly, sober, polite and well-behaved. Most even wore the hair nets (get it?) that were provided. And, generous! One audience member donated $175 to World Vision for five blocks of chocolate. Bravo!  

Geed up Emcee, Mike Klimczak, does a great job keeping the audience entertained while introducing the seven comedians who take the stage during what often turns out to be a long, often patience-draining, two hours.

The main problem with this “gala” event is that, unless the comedians’ skills are top notch, even a 10-minute routine can seem never-ending.

The best known of the night’s performers, Dave O’Neill, uses material gathered from safe, uncontroversial ground – his three young kids, weight issues, and politics. Tick.

But, from O’Neill onwards, the quality of the comedians was patchy. Notable exceptions were assured, harmonica-playing, Michael Connell (who plays a mean middle class blues), and Leongatha-born, Beau Stegmann, (my pick of the night’s comedians) for expounding his theories on basic time management skills for drunks and substance abusers who live in towns that don’t have 24 hour bottle shops.

Squeaky Clean Comedy should be applauded for their no smut policy and altruism.

BY: JOE CALLERI.

NB: REVIEW ALSO PUBLISHED ON HERALD SUN ONLINE, SUNDAY 31 MARCH, 2013. 


REVIEW: FIRST DOG ON THE MOON IN CARTOOBS AND OTHER TYPOS


2013 MELBOURNE INTERNATIONAL COMEDY FESTIVAL

REVIEW: FIRST DOG ON THE MOON IN CARTOOBS AND OTHER TYPOS

VENUE AND DATES: VICTORIA HOTEL, 215 LITTLE COLLINS STREET, MELBOURNE, UNTIL APRIL 21

ASSESSMENT: Comedy and satire for the politically aware.

STAR RATING: ** AND A HALF.

Australians, terrible dangers face our democracy, which after all, is too boring and too complicated!

That is one of the views held by the First Dog on the Moon, alias for Andrew Marlton, renowned, Walkley Award-winning political cartoonist and satirist for independent media site, Crikey.com.

The title of this show is a conundrum. But, it boils down to Marlton delivering three Orations, delivered in a dry, scholarly manner, and illustrated with 300 images (one is shown every fifteen seconds) drawn by Marlton, and sometimes punctuated by those silly, cat antics YouTube videos.

In these Orations, Marlton expounds, with mixed success, his satirical theories on three weighty, Earth-shattering topics: Climate Change, Feminism, and Life.

Unlike most comedy shows where audiences park their brains in neutral, this show is idea, word and image-dense. So, to obtain maximum enjoyment, pay close attention to what Marlton says and shows.

During Oration 2, on Feminism, we take the new, suitably cynical and oh-so-pragmatic, 21st Century, Girl Guide pledge. Clever.

Oration 3, on Life, was also Marlton’s key-note address at the 2012 Melbourne Writer’s Festival. It ends with an embarrassing video from ABC Managing Director, Mark Scott, who drones on about a fictional interpretive dancing bandicoot, Bandy. Cue Marlton, complete with furry ears and tail, as he dances interpretively to a letter disputing a parking ticket. Silly.

This show will not split your sides with laughter. But, it offers a thought-provoking alternative to the Comedy Festival’s standard fare of gags and games.

BY: JOE CALLERI.

NB: REVIEW ALSO PUBLISHED ON HERALD SUN ONLINE, SUNDAY 31 MARCH, 2013. 

REVIEW: RHYS NICHOLSON IN DAWN OF A NEW ERROR


2013 MELBOURNE INTERNATIONAL COMEDY FESTIVAL

REVIEW: RHYS NICHOLSON IN DAWN OF A NEW ERROR

VENUE AND DATES: PORTLAND HOTEL, CORNER RUSSELL AND LITTLE COLLINS STREET, UNTIL APRIL 21

ASSESSMENT: Nicholson’s sexually graphic confessional comedy not for the squeamish.

STAR RATING: ****.

Inside the claustrophobic Gold Room at the Portland Hotel, dubbed “the Anne Frank room”, by Rhys Nicholson, we spy an anatomical drawing of a penis. That image serves as a visual warning of the 55 minutes of hard-working filth that awaits us.

Beneath the impeccably groomed, Richie Cunningham meets Buddy Holly exterior (black bow tie, grey, three piece suit, horn rimmed glasses), gay, stand up comedian, Nicholson, remains the damaged teenage boy who was heavily bullied while growing up in Newcastle, and who is in therapy for severe anxiety and eating disorders (bulimia). He weighs 64 kilograms. This is brilliant but confronting, confessional comedy.

Despite the confessed disorders, Nicholson is a highly skilled, self-assured performer, who does not stumble during an entertaining performance littered liberally with F and C bombs, and high level, graphic sexual content.

The 22-year old tells us that, despite being in love with Perth bi-sexual, Kyron, he is a miserable celiac with an intolerance to hope, who is sick of positivity.

Nicholson shows us his photos as a cute, chubby, 8, 12, and 13 year old. He then explains how he may have acquired his psychological disorders: after spilling tomato sauce on his Mother’s couch, his Mother retaliated by smearing his bed in tomato sauce. Grotesque.

The show ends on a suitably upbeat note, with Nicholson miming and high-stepping it to Barbra Streisand’s version of “Don’t rain on my parade”.

Provided you can handle the graphic sexual content, Nicholson’s show is a 2013 Festival “must see”.

BY: JOE CALLERI.

NB: REVIEW ALSO PUBLISHED ON HERALD SUN ONLINE, SUNDAY 31 MARCH, 2013. 


Saturday, March 30, 2013

REVIEW: TWICE SHY


2013 MELBOURNE INTERNATIONAL COMEDY FESTIVAL

REVIEW: TWICE SHY

VENUE AND DATES: LOOP PROJECT SPACE AND BAR, UNTIL APRIL 18

ASSESSMENT: Cute, sweet, funny, with a happy ending.

STAR RATING: ****

Shannon Woodford (L) and Joel Checkley (R)
Twice Shy is an unexpectedly cute, endearing, inoffensive comic gem, created by two disarming and charming performers, Shannon Woodford and Joel Checkley.

At the beginning of the show, a voice over tells us it’s 6.31pm on the day in the lives of Rosemary (Woodford) and Jonathan (Checkley), who through a series of remarkable coincidences, and the intervention of fate and destiny, are about to meet. Think “When Harry Met Sally”.

Former fat kid, Rosemary, is an awkward, well meaning, control freak, who enjoys magic trick tricks, works for a nightmarish, co-dependent, sexist boss, Richard, is kind to her elderly neighbour, Bill, and lives with a pet gold-fish, Rumi.

Kind-hearted, naïve, socially awkward, tram travelling, environmentally aware, Jonathan Arnold, likes bird-watching and dinosaurs, and is a part-time palaeontologist at the Melbourne museum, where he dodges his tarty colleague, Michelle.

We live out most of the day with our often hapless duo as they interact with an assortment of weird, dysfunctional human characters, and one gold fish, all portrayed with care and bright-eyed enthusiasm by Woodford and Checkley. 

In one of the highlights of this show, Jonathan fantasises about performing a duet with his favourite tram stop busker, an American country singer. Their version of the Bryan Adams, Barbra Streisand song “I Finally Found Someone” is a delight to listen to.

It’s not perfect. And, not all of the gags or characters work. But, the uplifting, feel-good nature of the piece, and that dynamite duet, makes this show a sure-fire winner.

BY: JOE CALLERI.

NB: REVIEW ALSO PUBLISHED ON HERALD SUN ONLINE, SATURDAY MARCH 30, 2013. 


REVIEW: KEVIN KROPINYERI IN WELCOME TO MY WORLD


2013 MELBOURNE INTERNATIONAL COMEDY FESTIVAL

REVIEW: KEVIN KROPINYERI IN WELCOME TO MY WORLD

VENUE AND DATES: MELBOURNE TOWN HALL UNTIL APRIL 21

ASSESSMENT: Kevin’s comedy misses golden opportunities but shows great promise.

STAR RATING: **




Dressed in a bright red vest, golden tie, and black shirt, bald-headed, indigenous stand-up comedian, Kevin Kropinyeri, is a strikingly handsome and proud Nunga from South Australia.

Some of Kropinyeri’s best material – musings on the physical and cultural differences between indigenous Australians and “white folk”, or parodying the dance moves of indigenous people, and witty observation as to why indigenous people can never finish a drink while dancing to tracks by Witney Huston – all delivered with sweaty enthusiasm, hits the right targets. That latter dance gag, together with an indigenous version of the old Victoria Bitter jingle, where he replaces the letter “B” for the letter “V”, reveals Kropinyeri’s considerable skills as a physical comic and mimic.   

For all of his outward bravado, Kropinyeri, surprisingly, is too restrained, too polite in his observations. He certainly pulls his punches, pardon the pun, when mentioning the recent stoush between indigenous fighters, Daniel Geale and Anthony Mundine.

For someone who grew up on an Aboriginal mission, and who is the father of seven children from 3 Aboriginal women, I would have thought those life-changing events would have presented him with a gold mine of comedy material. Alas, he merely throws out those lines and moves on to something else.

Despite demonstrating great promise as a stand-up comedian, one senses early on in his routine that, Kropinyeri quickly runs out of genuinely funny material. Pity. With more polished written material, and subtle tweaking of his timing and delivery, this handsome Nunga could be world class.

BY: JOE CALLERI

NB: REVIEW ALSO PUBLISHED ON HERALD SUN ONLINE, SATURDAY MARCH 30, 2013. 


Thursday, March 7, 2013

Mama - Movie Review by Joe Calleri.


What – Mama (Movie)
Where and When – In Cinemas March 14, 2013.
Reviewer - Joe Calleri.
Stars – 3.

Full Disclosure - I attended a Universal Pictures media screening of this movie on Wednesday 06 March, 2013.

When Mama, a Spanish-Canadian horror film (co-written and directed by Andres Muschietti, with Guillermo del Toro serving as Executive Producer) opens, it’s during the height of the 2008 global financial crisis.

A visibly distraught, desperate father, Jeffrey (Nikolaj Coster-Waldau), has kidnapped his two young daughters, Victoria (Morgan McGarry) and Lilly (portrayed in the early sequences of the film by twins Maya and Sierra Dawe). Jeffrey has already murdered his wife. He’s on the run.

Driving erratically along a remote, icy mountain road, the trio’s Mercedes Benz drives off the road and crashes into trees below. Miraculously, the three survive and stumble across an eerie looking log cabin in the middle of nowhere. When Jeffrey, intending to kills his daughters and then himself, goes to pull the trigger on his eldest daughter, Victoria, he is set upon and taken by … something.

Flash forward five years later. The girls’ uncle, Lucas (also played by Nikolaj Coster-Waldau), an artist, has been conducting a meticulous search for his missing brother and nieces.

Two hunters and their hunting dog, engaged by Lucas, find the cabin. And Victoria and Lilly. They are alive. However, the girls crawl on all fours, animal-like. They have forgotten how to walk, or how to speak. But how, we ask, could the girls have survived for so long in such an isolated, wooded area? And, what has befallen Jeffrey, their father?

Lucas is overjoyed with the wonderful news that his young nieces are alive. Less impressed, however, is Annabel (Jessica Chastain), Lucas’s girl-friend, a free-spirited musician. Annabel, we learn, is not exactly the maternal type.

Lucas is determined to gain custody of his young nieces. He does so after defeating a determined custody application by the girls’ grand-mother, Jean (Jane Moffatt). One of the unusual custody conditions is that, the girls, along with Lucas, and Annabel must live in a new town-house, where the girls’ progress will be monitored by the inquisitive psychiatrist, Dr Dreyfuss (Daniel Kash).

But, when Lucas, Annabel, Victoria (now portrayed by Megan Charpentier) and Lilly (now Isabelle Nelisse) move into their new home, they are not alone. They are joined by a spirit the girls affectionately call - Mama. And Mama is very jealous of her girls. She does not countenance anyone coming close to the girls. Especially Lucas and Annabel.

The Mama creature effect, one of the film’s highlights, reminded me at times of Hades, one of the characters from the film, Clash of the Titans. She is all flowing black material, ephemeral. She is gruesome. She moves with blinding speed. And when she takes form, she is lethal. 

The two blonde child actors, Megan Charpentier as the older Victoria, and Isabelle Nelisse as the older Lilly are quite fabulous. They are absolutely believable in their roles as two damaged, abandoned, unloved urchins. They are, in my mind, the stand-out characters. The other characters are dull and one-dimensional by comparison.

This is, generally speaking, a very good looking film that offers audiences some very dark, tense moments, well-crafted, and spooky visual effects, outstanding performances by the two young female leads, and some very good scares. At the screening I attended, the guy seated in front of me jumped out of his seat when the Mama creature leapt towards one of the characters during one of the film’s tense scenes.

Some audience members may complain regarding the film’s comparative lack of gore by modern day horror film standards. This was not one of my complaints. Rather, my major concerns lay with the film’s many troubling and annoying plot incongruities, and the film’s contrived ending, which leaves the film open to a sequel.

If audiences take home one message from this film, it should be that, Hell hath no fury like a Mother scorned!