It’s a dark night in an abandoned location after a failed comedy festival show, and Steven Gates is searching for his mate Bob Franklin, concerned about his disappearance. Post-modern? Yup, in just the way I love it. Theatrical? Yup, but not in a wanky way. Just enough to give the story structure and highlight the laughs. Audience interaction? Not exactly. Someone had to stand and be spoken of. Insane? Yeah, but only as much as a travelling pillow salesman can be.
And macabre. I’ve been wanting to find a place to include that word from the start of this review. Macabre. Dark and funny and absurd and fabulous. And macabre. Go see it.
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