Inside the grandiose gothic underground world of REVOLT, which is an extraordinarily sexy, mysterious creative nest for live performance, this series of monologues came slick and fast, like a hot, intense, drunken one nightstand. With a cast consisting of Georgia Bolton, Scott Major, Samantha Kenny, Daniel Bowden and Wayne Tunks, The Fellatio Monologues looks, feels and promises much in it’s package. Unfortunately, from the first monologue written and performed by Scott Major – What’s Expected – the excitement lowered and lay discarded against the dirty sheets of the dry, yet titillating script.
With the irregular stream of witty one-liners ejaculating from a gender-heavy view of the world of porn, relationships, gag reflexes and pub pick-up politics, The Fellatio Monologues is a mixed delivery style of stand up and live theatre, raw, unpolished and ‘cool’. The writing style is reminiscent of the internal monologues of characters from the television series The Secret Life of Us, or in more modern times, an X-rated version of Packed to the Rafters. This naturalistic delivery translates well to a small, underground theatre space, yet came across as accomplished actors playing around, with friends.
Scott Major, a well-known face to Australian TV, film and theatre, like most actors, has served time behind bars (serving alcohol), and carries an interesting, honest grittiness to his persona and his work. Unfortunately, this play seemed under-rehearsed and gravelly. Wayne Tunks, in his delivery of Brent’s Boy, oscillated between stumbling over lines, to spewing forth sharp, clever, acidic self-retorts. The production lacked uniformity and commitment to the direction, punctuated awkwardly with a dance routine that potentially could have had the audience in fits of hilarity rather than spurts.
Daniel Bowden’s performance of Tony in The Final Blow is nothing short of outstanding. Bowden’s ability to not only create a tortured, creative soul, but a genuinely heart-on-the-sleeve romantic, is devastatingly truthful. Bowden's well-articulated physicality and multi-layered sharing of thought, oozed life into a script that could have easily become a Tropfest style attempt at profound social-observation, popular with indie Sydney film makers in the 90's. Bowden’s subtlety, stillness and presence, lead to a performance that engages with empathy and boundless laughter.
The term fellatio, originating from the 19th century Latin word ‘fellare’, means to suck. The Fellatio Monologues definitely do not suck, but they do linger on the dribbly, messy side of hilarious. The production, however, does have the potential to climax and come to a place of revelation about the Art of Oral, and the somewhat ridiculous paranoia that is a part of our search for self- worth, using only the tongue in our mouths.
Bathroom Floor Productions and Tunks Productions
THE FELLATIO MONOLOGUES
by Scott Major
Additional Writing Wayne Tunks (Brent’s Boy)
Directed by Scott Major
Venue: REVOLT MELBOURNE | 12 Elizabeth Street, Kensington
Dates: Tuesday 8 November – Saturday 19 November 2011
Tickets: $20 full / $16 concession / $15 Groups of 8+ / Tight arse Tuesday $13