Reviewer: Joe Calleri
Stars: 3.5 (out of 5)
Joe Calleri reviews Movies, Theatre, and Comedy Festival Shows.
LOOP Project Space & Bar until April 22, 2012
Reviewed by Joe Calleri
Published in Herald Sun online, April 11, 2012 4:05PM
Stars: ★
POLASH Larsen and Nic Velissaris are two portly, 30-something gentlemen.
Their show, East Meets West, is a sombre, embarrassing mess, lacking structure and enough comedic glue to keep their 45-minute routine from disintegrating before a sold-out Tuesday night audience.
East Meets West refers to the performers’ backgrounds: one from Footscray, the other Camberwell; Larsen is Indian, Velissaris is Greek.
The premise of two mis-matched, odd-couple, different side of the tracks comedians, should have presented these guys with plenty of material, especially when, to quote their publicity, they “have been writing for theatre, and working as playwrights, directors and dramaturges in and around Melbourne for more than a decade.”
Instead, an unpalatable melange of unsuccessful sight gags, attending Greek weddings, debates about famous Greek and Indian-born performers, a Punch and Judy-style puppet routine, and a mock wrestling bout is on the night’s menu.
The welcome absence of profanity, Velissaris’s enthusiastic, vaguely amusing, 80’s-inspired dance moves, and the duo singing “Can’t get no Facebook action” to the Rolling Stones’ (I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction, earns this performance one tiny star.
Stars: ★
Trades Hall, until April 22, 2012
Reviewed by Joe Calleri
Published in Herald Sun online April 08, 2012 10:50AM
Stars: ★½
Unfortunately, Emma Zammit runs out of comedic puff early on in the piece.
THE fake Today Tonight segment that opens Emma Zammit’s 45-minute stand-up routine informs us that this attractive, curvy, 30-year old brunette is addicted to and has a destructive and abusive relationship with food.
She later confesses to being an emotional eater. Not a pleasant topic to listen to on Good Friday night at Trades Hall, but certainly one that in skilled hands should provide plenty of comedic mileage.
Alas for Zammit, she runs out of comedic puff pretty early in this piece. Yet again, here is a comedian believing they possess the requisite skill and material to hold an audience’s attention for longer than 10 minutes.
Her gossamer-thin routine, delivered unfortunately in a dull monotone and with a distinct lack of on-stage animation, lurches from discussing her and her family’s various food peccadilloes to joking about Zumba classes, to a silly audience participation quiz game that is the lazy, unimaginative comedian’s equivalent of that cheap, plastic, toy water pistol you use as a Christmas stocking filler just because you can’t be bothered giving anything more useful or appropriate.
Emma: Audiences deserve to be served the very best filet mignon, not Maccas with fries!
Stars: ★½
Fluid Oz Bar, Melbourne International Backpackers until April 2, 2012
Reviewed by Joe Calleri, Published in Herald Sun on line on April 05, 2012 11:29AM
Stars: ½
Comed-Oke' The Backpacker Show left a lot to be desired.
HERE'S a word picture of my evening out last night: Tuesday night, six below-average comedians, an MC from St Albans, a bar in a backpackers hostel in Franklin St (complete with old, sticky carpet), pool-playing patrons, a dozen or so less than impressed audience members, and television screens showing Test cricket from the West Indies and a rugby league game.
This is Comed-Oke'. Pub comedy at its rawest. A mixed bag of first time, and supposedly established, male and female comics, performing mercifully brief five to 10-minute stand-up routines, doing their level best to crack a laugh, or even a smile from the tiny crowd. Most of the time, however, the jokes are rude, crude and flatter than pancakes.
The show earns half a star for the sheer bravado needed for anyone to get up on stage and perform, and because my wife used to be a stand up comedienne!
Stars: ½
Marney McQueen displays her bountiful singing and chameleon-like acting talents in her debut cabaret show. Pic supplied
DESPITE featuring in Hairspray as Velma Von Tussel and in more than 600 performances of Priscilla: Queen of the Desert, you may not know, or recognise, Marney McQueen.
Not surprising considering that, in those shows her hair and make-up rendered her unrecognisable. Regardless, she is a genuine musical theatre star, with a strong, clean, crisp voice, and impressive top register.
McQueen displays her bountiful singing and chameleon-like acting talents in her debut cabaret show, Marney McQueen is a Rump Steak at a Vegan BBQ.
The clever title of this show is a reference to McQueen’s seemingly accursed status as an attractive, straight, 30-something woman who works in the gay-dominated world of musical theatre.
Backed by a killer three-piece band (drums, bass, and piano), McQueen begins the first and most successful part of her show by singing clever, well-crafted, original songs (one sung to the tune of Barry Manilow’s Mandy) bemoaning her inability to meet straight men - either on or away from a show.
But, when McQueen morphs into red-necked, racist head of border security Karen Barnes, then into Raelene Dreggs (whose daughter, Shana, is incarcerated in Denpasar for drug smuggling)and finally as snakeskin leather-clad, peacock-plumed, Russian beautician Rosa Waxofski, this show jumps the shark, and never recovers.
Valanga and Leo Dale in Big Game.
BIG Game – the title has no connection with the show’s content – is a gentle, undemanding show which blends silly but inoffensive humour, songs and instrumental tracks for its target audience of parents with children aged under 10, and slightly older school groups.
This show has, apparently, been touring schools throughout Australia since 2000.
The two performers are South-African born Valanga Khoza and the immaculately-dressed, white-suited Leo Dale.
During the 65-minute running time of the performance (my inner child became quickly bored, and was thrilled when the show did not reach its advertised 120 minutes running time), they demonstrate themselves to be talented, versatile musicians.
Valanga plays African drum, Jew’s Harp, a tiny sliver of paper (how did he do that?), a length of garden hose, a small, stringed musical box, guitar and a coffee container.
Dale also plays the sliver of paper, the flute, the big, baritone saxophone, and the soprano saxophone. I cannot fault their first-class musicianship.
But this show lacks content, real engagement with the young audience, dramaturgy and a cohesive narrative. The final question and answer session is superfluous.
Stars: ★★
Tom Gleeson is performing his show Good One at the Comedy Festival. Supplied
HE may look and dress like your child's maths teacher (his own admission) but few teachers are blessed with Tom Gleeson's rapid-fire delivery, razor-sharp wit and assured stage presence.
In Good One, the thirty-something comic cheered us with insightful, hilarious and often scathing observations on the minutiae of everyday life.
From views on news and current affairs (the Gillard/Rudd spat, Aussies being arrested for buying drugs in Bali, stopping cyber-bullying by turning off your computer), to becoming a first-time father and travelling on a comedy cruise with your parents, Gleeson reveals himself to be the thinking man’s stand-up comic.
While these are issues that most audiences will easily relate to, few would have the openness and courage to speak about them as Gleeson does in his fine, polished routine. With clever, well-crafted comedy material and skilful timing, it's no surprise Gleeson's star continues to rise and rise.
Stick around to the very end of the routine and be surprised as Gleeson’s mum, Annette, graces the stage for her own four-minute stand-up routine.
Stars: ★★★½