Amos delivers, joke after joke, centred on the themes of religion, hypocrisy and life’s pressures, all while he is essentially relaying his experiences of growing up in London
Houghton runs through a gamut of characters, emotions and increasingly absurd movie storylines as we watch his alter-ego Walter Weinermann create the film that he is about to pitch.
Always paying homage to the 60s, when assassinations were so much more fun, Crawford has steeped the story in the richness of not-quite-contemporary language, unmistakably, laconically all-Australian
The warmth of the autumn sunshine follows me into the shade of the Adelaide Festival Centre Plaza where a ring of tent canopies, stalls and a babble of voices greet me.
