

A Hoax by Rick Viede is in-your-face theatre that catapults the audience deep into the twisted minds of four misfits all of whom long to be somebody big.

A teasing hand beckons, a flirtatious wave of a diamond clad finger and you're hooked. Behind the heavy black curtain a woman in red waits patiently and the heady sounds of 1950's jazz fills the stage.

Director Adam Cook has carefully respected the various nuances in the play and worked at creating a production that looks and sounds authentic to the finest detail.

Lanky and ebullient, Felicity Ward took to the stage to discourse upon the premise that like hedgehogs, people seeking love must be prepared to endure pain and loneliness.

Simon Stone's Strange Interlude strikes a curious balance between being incredibly intellectually stimulating and almost completely un-engaging emotionally.

Last Saturday evening, facing the bitter cold winds of Melbourne's South, a crowd began to gather around the Malthouse Theatre, the kind of crowd that can only be brought together for one thing. Gratuitous nudity.