
She has a winning smile, is as animated as The Bugs Bunny Show and just as funny. Yet, when she turns her hand to a sensitive, searching ballad, she thrusts a knife in your chest that pierces your heart.

Brisbane’s brassy, brash and brazen boylesque crew Briefs turned Parramatta’s Perdu Spiegeltent inside-out and upside-down during this year’s Sydney Festival.

Little Egypt Burlesque is a sly move by a phalanx of Sydney's first and foremost young jazz musos, including, on vocals, Brian Campeau, Lily Dior, Elana Stone and Katie Reeve. Quite a powerhouse.

A skate park. Open air. Deep sunk curves of concrete like a grey skull. Rails and railway and metal seats frame the face of it – a place of smooth epic peril.

To my mind, the continuing popularity of this play, a staple, is as much about nostalgia and homage to theatre history as anything intrinsic. And that's ok. The production could be better, but, by the time we get to the last act, practically any misgivings are all but forgotten.

Hypnotic, disturbing, and thrilling, this staging of The Rape of Lucrece as a kind of one-woman play with music that will hopefully engross anyone unfamiliar with narrative poetry who’s willing to give it a try.