“A one-woman parody with a lift, this bold, funny riff on the 1987 cult classic Dirty Dancing is packed with sharp wit, physical storytelling and playful audience connection. The colourful crew from Kellerman’s Resort comes to life with a twist, fuelling this fast-paced, high-energy ride: no partner required. Dirty Dancer invites you to relive the nostalgia, revel in the joy and have the time of your life… because nobody puts this Baby in a corner.” I will admit something bef

“After the horror of being dumped by her boyfriend for the shiny new freshmen, wannabe queen bee Beth and her two unruly dorm-mates Mercy and Bo, spiral down a path of competitive obsession. When each of them discover their own unruly magical powers, pressure hits a boiling point, exploding into a surreal and haunting conclusion. A roller coaster ride into the secret world of girlhood: with all its ups and downs, twists and turns: alliances always shifting and personalities r

“Walden has a pretty good life. Happily married to his mannequin wife, he works his pigeon children into the ground and feasts upon their eggs for sustenance. Walden is doing everything he's supposed to do – so why does he feel so empty? Can his fantasies about his pigeons sustain him? Or must he face up to a great hurt done to him in the past?” It is a strange show. Very strange. But there is something worthwhile covered beneath all those pigeons. The direction is mostly eff

“Jack is struggling, and everyone else seems to be moving on. Getting ahead. He needs a break, and when it finally comes, it’s the worst thing that could ever happen.” Daniel Adolfsson's direction is clear and effective. The production makes good use of the space without making the staging more complicated than it needs to be. Everything has a purpose, and the transitions keep the story moving without drawing attention away from the central character. The staging has a pleasi

“Hair is everything. Until it’s not, this one-hour, one-woman, one-night stand of a show is about Amy. Everyone wants to be Amy. Until her hair falls out in all the wrong places. What follows is a knotty mess of swimming caps, cat shit and four-finger foreheads. Things buried threaten to rear their ugly bald head. She can’t stop thinking about the door. Her bedroom door. And the man hiding behind it. Now Amy attempts to take back her body, one fake eyebrow at a time. This sho