★★★★★
Adelaide Fringe. Holden Street Theatres Edinburgh Fringe Award 2024 in association with Roxydog, Joshua Beaumont and Matthew Emeny. Holden Street Theatres. 26 Feb 2025
Sensibly, Alex Hill, a talented Brit, went to acting school at Chiswick and soon demonstrated a flair for writing and flamboyant acting with this cracker good show!
With the Euro 2020 Final fresh in his mind (when Italy beat England in a 3-2 penalty shoot-out!), Hill reimagines the life of football fanatic tragic Charlie Perry who brought English fans together for the biggest day in English football in 55 years by sticking a lit flare up his crack in Leicester Square. Which end you may well ask?
Hill concocts a fictional backstory of Perry’s football fanaticism since sixth form to the aforementioned big game - to a surprisingly elegiac epilogue. Hill narrates and performs his story through Billy, a football weekend warrior who is taken down the highway to hooliganism by a mongrel warlord called Winegum, another of Hill’s characters. Best though to keep your eye on Adam, Billy’s bestie from school days.
Against an emblematic backdrop of English ensigns, Billy bursts onto the scene with vim and vigour and is an instant celebrity for his fan flare. Under the direction of Sean Turner, Hill’s Billy hoists himself around the stage taking us into cafes, pubs, his dad’s salon and even a matinee of Les Mis with girlfriend Daisy (where oddly he doesn’t have an ear piece to hear the play of the day’s game). He seems too middle class to be a yob, but his transition into cult capture and manipulation is part of the story. Billy increasingly brims with beer and copilots with coke - Hill does exuberance magnificently. The tribal rituals are seductive and fun… until they are not.
Why I Stuck A Flare Up My Ar** For England won this year’s Holden Street Theatres Edinburgh Fringe Award which provides funding for the recipient to come to the Adelaide Fringe. A great pick by Martha Lott.
David Grybowski
When: 18 Feb to 23 Mar
Where: Holden Street Theatres
Bookings: adelaidefringe.com.au
★★★★1/2
Adelaide Fringe. Richard Jordan Productions UK. The Arch, Holden Street Theatres. 26 Feb 2025
Who is more ravaged by Shellshocked? The characters or the audience?
This “explosive new play” is from the pen of British playwright Philip Stokes who has rattled our cultural cage in previous Fringes: Heroin(e) for Breakfast and Jesus, Jane, Mother and Me.
And, it features his son, Jack Stokes, whose dramatic perspicacity won him an enthusiastic Adelaide Critics Circle Award in 2023.
Naturally, expectations for this work were high, especially since it comes out of the production stable of the highly distinguished Richard Jordan.
Shellshocked fulfils those expectations with its quality of professionalism and, without a doubt, its promise as simply unforgettable. But it is not easy theatre. Strikingly Pinteresque, it is a very strange and gruelling ordeal with some raspingly shrill vocal work by senior actor Lee Bainbridge.
He plays Mr Lupine, the mysteriously famous artist to whom young Wesley, urged by his mother, applies for an apprenticeship. Having survived the trenches of WWI, 19-year-old Wesley has shown immense promise in his cathartic charcoal drawings. Having been rendered the man of the family, the rake-thin lad wears his dead father’s oversized clothes as he applies for work to support his poor mother and sisters. Slovenly old Lupine knows all about them. They live down the road. But, he has a game of cat and mouse to play with the young soldier. He, too, is a damaged soul. Not a very nice one. He plies the boy with cognac and plays power games which have the audience pondering his motives. Is he a sexual predator, perhaps? Or just a sad old loser?
Is Wesley as naive as he seems?
Their interactions evolve through some breathtaking and disturbing scenes. Stokes delivers a beautifully contained performance against the bombastic aural assaults of Bainbridge. There are some momentous interactions.
The little Arch theatre houses this production well, the stage draped generously with artists’ drop sheets and adorned with period bar and desk plus, dominantly, a huge white spotlit canvas.
This is the artist’s studio wherein the play opens with him listening to the radio. A strange soundscape thereafter comes and goes, with filmic suggestions of rising drama. It is perhaps unnecessary since the play not only speaks for itself, it literally bellows. And twists and turns rather satisfyingly. One is left with all sorts of quaint loose ends to ponder along with a piercing reminder of the appalling collateral damage that war imparts upon individuals and society.
Samela Harris
Warning: the theatre’s new airconditioning is fierce. Take a wrap,
When: 18 Feb to 23 Mar
Where: The Arch, Holden Street Theatres
Bookings: adelaidefringe.com.au
★★★★
Adelaide Fringe Festival. The Lark @ Gluttony. 23 Feb 2025
James Barr is a genuine storyteller, and his show Sorry I Hurt Your Son (Said My Ex To My Mum) is an autobiographical journey through and safely out the other side of an abusive relationship (sort of!). It hurts to say it, but it is oh so funny! The one liners flow thick and fast, and if you don’t know much about the ins and outs of gay relationships, your education is fast and furious, whether you like it or not!
It’s almost shameful that Barr should mercilessly and incessantly joke about domestic violence for almost fifty minutes, and even worse that we the audience should laugh at it. But that’s exactly what happens: Barr does it so well and we laugh and laugh, and squirm.
Barr is clever, witty, calculating, risky, and he slaughters all manner of sacred cows in his wake. He seduces his audience and makes us feel safe, then shatters it all with an ugly reminiscence that stuns us into a silence for what feels like an eternity, before following it up with a funny quip that comes as a release. He’s clever.
Barr’s show is disarming. He subliminally challenges us to consider our own relationships with persons known and unknown. And we do. We each fight briefly with our own demons but then give in to his superbly timed gags and laugh. Above all, Barr is a stand-up comic, but this show is more than that.
The title of the show derives from a Christmas card his ex sent to Barr’s mother of whom he was fond. “Sorry I hurt your son.” Why didn’t he say it to James? A further extension of the abuse.
Kym Clayton
When: 23 Feb to 2 Mar
Where: The Lark @ Gluttony
Bookings: adelaidefringe.com.au
★★★★★
Adelaide Fringe. The Barbara Hardy Garden @ Holden Street Theatres. 22 Feb 2025
Following last year's raging success of Hamlet in 15 Minutes, Peter Goers has assembled another brilliant Shakespearean cast to make his very own super funnybones of the old Bard’s greatest works.
Romeo and Juliet in 15 Minutes has a similar format with the cast seated under the trees facing an audience tucked under the verandah.
It’s all fast and furious with comedic op-shop costumes, quick changes, a spot of song and dance and some downright silliness while still staying true to the timeless tragedy.
There’s a choreographer called Annie Gaborit behind the scenes there somewhere. She’s a secret ingredient to this speedy folly.
The star ingredients are members of a delicious and generous-spirited cast. They are proper actors. It takes a good actor to make fun of acting; Deborah Caddy and Brian Wellington, for instance. These theatre veterans play the matriarch and patriarch of both sparring houses and parents of Romeo and Juliet. Christopher Cordeaux charmed last year as Hamlet and this Fringe he’s just a bit of a pin-up as Romeo. The interactions with Juliet are as seriously touching as the production is comedic. Sadness in silliness.
Juliet is exquisitely played by Ruby Patrich and, boy, is she a new talent to watch.
Leighton Vogt is a familiar name on the Adelaide stage, and he gifts this show with a death scene to die for. Archie Rowe is so far less renowned but, oh, so handsome and dashing and funny in his several noble roles. Last but never least is Rob Cusenza as Juliet’s old nurse. Cusenza is a natural clown, and, in a hideous pink wig, he milks the play for all its worth, while David O’Brien gets the really fun part of unpriestly priest. No plot spoilers. Go see him.
Go see it with Goers in his bespoke Director’s chair and red kimono, adding gags and calling the shots.
It’s a clever little treat. A $10 cherry on top of the brilliantly curated Holden Street Fringe program.
Samela Harris
When: 22 Feb to 23 Mar
Where: The Barbara Hardy Garden @ Holden Street\
Bookings: adelaidefringe.com.au
★★★★★
Adelaide Fringe. Peter Goers. The Arch, Holden Street Theatres. 22 Feb 2025
He’s been doing it so long, he’s now an institution at the Adelaide Fringe. That’s a singularly quirky irony in a festival which is all about youth, experimentation, and cutting edges. Then again, Goers has cut the edge of tradition. His routine is now a routine.
But not a repetitious routine.
Somehow, from the edges of an elephantine memory and assiduously maintained diaries and notebooks, he can always come up with new old stuff with a canny eye on older audiences.
This show, with its epically catchy name, is his best and freshest yet.
This is not “arguably” so. This critic has seen and reviewed ‘em all. She’s a peerless authority.
Why is this one different? Well, it is more of a revue. It has three parts. The first is DeGoers Degustation, a stream of anecdotal and observational patter. Giggles and guffaws territory.
And, of course, he always looks schmick. He believes adamantly that performers should respect their audiences by dressing for the occasion, so he dons wild orange sneakers and a sleek and flattering pastel yellow jacket.
He’s into death notices these days. It’s a new source of radio shtick. Archival showbiz records are a standard. And his own interactions with the world.
This is where the brand-new material comes in. He has two closest buddies with whom he shares a Sunday arvo social hour or three. Now, the world gets to meet those buddies and discover why Goers loves them. He’s devised a cleverly crafted sketch which could be called "Three men and a box of Cheezels." It features Robin “Schmacka” Schmelzkopf, sometimes known as “the singing milkman” and Jonny Holds, who is also Goers’ long-term and talented stage manager. The scripting of the trio’s chatter has a dash of Mamet, a hint of Beckett, a whiff of Humphries, and shades of pure revue. Lovely timing, gloriously pregnant pauses and snappy crossed wires. Good work all three, especially brave Holds, the veteran backstager who is unused to the glare of the spotlight.
As a surefire rapid-fire grand finale to the Fringe show, seasoned actor Robert Cusenza (who is also performing in Goers' productions of The Christian Brothers and Romeo and Juliet in Fifteen Minutes) emerges from the auditorium to join Goers onstage for the famous old Abbott and Costello Who’s On First routine. It’s good. They’re good. Tears in the eyes laughter.
And it’s all over for this year. Long may the trilogy live on.
Samela Harris
When: 22 Feb to 23 Mar
Where: The Arch, Holden Street Theatres
Bookings: adelaidefringe.com.au
Editors Note: Samela has been friend and colleague of Goers these many years and swears she would be the first to tell him if his show stank.