
Kenza can write but this play amounts to a matter of style over substance. The work is way, way too long, and the writer has lost control of her material.

Frames is clearly-written and accessible, full of information and brutally honest about contemporary Australian family life.

Let’s Get it On pays tribute to the man who was blessed with musical genius and physical beauty.

The tenth anniversary return season of WICKED to Melbourne’s Regent Theatre pulls no punches. It’s big budget wonderment overflowing with sumptuous costumes, a set design that demands gasps of delight, and singing that makes the goosebumps.

On face value, it is reasonably engaging and enjoyable, but the show is undeniably shallow. It lacks the most important qualities of a musical, and as such, falls short of audience expectation.

This year Leung has taken on another burning ambition; to be a private detective! In what he describes as a journey of “hardcore whimsy” he leads us on an intensely personal trip to achieve this career ambition.

Eight Gigabytes of Hardcore Pornography is astonishingly good. This is some of the best theatre I’ve seen in 2014. It is excruciatingly accurate, brilliantly pointed in its portrayal of insecurity and addiction. I was utterly transfixed.