
Oehlers plays as though the saxophone is merely an extension of himself, a fabulous musician to both watch and hear, he is a wonderful storyteller and has a deep love for jazz that is evident in the way he plays.

Neil Cole's play about Groucho Marx strikes out for a path between life history and nostalgia. Despite a few wobbles, it largely succeeds.

It is with a pleasant sort of madness that His Girl Friday is performed, as both witty banter and physical comedy attempt to outdo each other in their silliness.

Burchmore reminds us that London released an awe-inspiring 33 albums, appeared in about 20 movies as well as appearing in scores of television shows.

The Misconception of Oedipus is a difficult play to like. Each character has so many flaws and unlikable characteristics, the only emotion apart from disgust you can muster is pity.

All manner of lighting tricks, cultural references, and visual gags are brought together beautifully by some very talented puppeteers in this very modern incarnation of a three hundred year old storytelling tradition.

All That I Will Ever Be is an amusing and entertaining production of a truly intelligent script, employing a large cast including some of Melbourne's finest actors, both older and younger.

Embodying every sector of society, the actors are very rarely off stage as they and the set are constantly changing and evolving to fit the latest incarnation of themselves.