Dear Prince, I want to start by saying thank you. Thank you for being the person you are, and thank you for giving us your music. I know it might be strange to start a review in this way, but there it is. We don’t often get to say thank-you to those people who inspire us and shape the way we think.

Although death looms large over the entire play, the experience never becomes maudlin or depressing, instead the thrill of cheating death becomes the experience for the performer’s and audience alike.

For most of BOND-A-RAMA!, the jokes are pitched just right, taking aim at the absurdity of the Bond films and the actors who played him.

Daniels is an assured performer who makes this show a delight and it is a highlight of this year’s festival.

Lady Cordelia Winterbottom is a master of etiquette, as are all women with the surname bottom or butt, as she advises us sagely in her one women show, The Etiquette Hour. 

Mob of 3’s show is a garbled mess of pop culture references, bizzare cults and Armageddon scenarios. You get the feeling that this all sounded funnier late at night, when this show was obviously conceived.

Jett Rogers – Rock 'n' Roll Detective, is a combination of Buck Rogers and Ford Fairlane. If neither of those names means anything to you then some of Jett Rogers may pass you by, but nevertheless there is much fun to be had with this shambolic show.

Dave Thornton’s one man show is filled with witty one-liners and sly comments on his life as a man in his early thirties.

Donna Jackson’s The Baby Show has a little bit of everything. Like a vaudeville show you get singing, shadow puppetry, fuzzy felt and even a dog show.

Peter Quilter’s new comedy takes as its subject the fascinating Australian actress Coral Browne. Coral was born and raised in Footscray until she left for London at age 21.