The play zigzags between moments of real pathos, laughter, the farther reaches of psychological motivation and plain old-fashioned gross-out slapstick.
Antarctica the musical has some very important, relevant information to convey to audiences. It tries to find a place within the genre to get the messages across while being essentially entertaining, and without being too dry or “preachy”.
We think we’re safe in “the west” from the atrocities that happen elsewhere; the war, the poverty, the displacement. To deal with the Devil seems just as unlikely, until it happens.
Whether you lived through the 80's as an adult, grew up in the decade or were born since, you will be chuckling in your seat (or possibly shaking your head) in the happy, nostalgic mood that the songs and fashions of the 80s seem to carry with them.
Sylvia Cornes certainly looked the part of Rickie Lee Jones with a sheer black mesh dress, a top hat with feathers and bare feet.
With the world struggling to find a new norm in these ever-changing circumstances, never has the phrase “the show must go on” been more apparent.
Yes, the bodies you see are perfect specimens of sculptured sixpacks and biceps you could walk over and get at least 2000 steps in. But they are muscles moving bodies in marvellous ways. These boys can dance and every movement is potent.
This is a production of which any director, cast and theatre company should be proud.