Welcome to my Cuntry: There’s no-one here so come on in
When writing a good script, there is one rule…revise, revise, revise. That’s where I have a problem with this Adelaide Fringe show. Although I sat through 20 scenes in 2 hours I still had no clue what the writer was trying to accomplish with her wordy and rather self-indulgent dialogue.
Kate Burbeck wrote and produced this play and delivered 90 percent of the show’s lines as protagonist Kate. Whilst she attempted to be philosophical, as an audience member I was left bewildered by the lack of structure and ambiguous storyline.
Was it a journey of self-discovery or perhaps a sexual awakening? I fear the playwright may be the only one who is in possession of the answer. All I am sure of is that the word c*nt was spoken so freely that it lost any shock value and became crass and tiresome.
I was left perplexed as to why our main character wore a bridal gown in Act 1 and even more confused that she spoke with a stutter that seemed to drift away without any real purpose.
Men dressed in drag and vampires feeding on ill-defined characters left me wondering why.
I was disappointed that these actors did not have a better vehicle for them to showcase their talents.
Kerry Cooper
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