We’ve all been there. Trapped in a potentially destructive relationship that is going nowhere. We stay because we can’t be bothered leaving, convincing ourselves that the good out-weighs the bad. Welcome to Stockholm.
Unfortunately, what we see instead is almost the very antithesis of the ethos of innovation and vitality upon which this company was founded. Sadly the production is, at best, pedestrian.
Meow Meow is a very different kinda kitten, with teeth and claws, which put her at the cutting-edge of what might be called alternative, or indie, cabaret.
Money and Friends is a gently scathing lampoon of those wealthy enough to have waterfront properties in Sydney and holiday houses down the coast, and how their greed is but one expression of their manifold personal shortcomings.
Close your eyes and Bri Cowlishaw will take you places familiar, new, nostalgic, painful, peaceful, visceral, and elsewhere. Places you've been. Places you've seen. And places known that look quite different, when viewed from her sharply-defined angle.
Contradiction, conundrum, conflict, racism, misogyny and homophobia run through this play like a main circuit cable snaking through a moral minefield of explosive allegation.
Following the unedifying edict that "there's a sucker born every minute", the show skewers the modern self-improvement economy in a piss-take parody of today's 'gurus' and snake-oil salesmen.