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| Margot Tanjutco and Louisa Wall star in Romeo Is Not The Only Fruit |
Go and see this show.
Is that enough? People listen to me sometimes. People don’t always
agree with me. But -
Go and see this show.
Please, just take a second to book a ticket and then come back.
What else do you need to know?
“It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single woman in possession
of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.”
And by the end of the narrative, one of them will end up dead.
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| The cast of Romeo Is Not The Only Fruit Photo by Bede McKenna |
Romeo Is
Not The Only Fruit is essentially Dead Lesbians: The Musical, a
response to the “bury your gays” trope that has infected stories forever but
stands out as particularly egregious on film and television in the last decade
or two.
Have you booked your tickets yet?
Darcy (Louisa Wall) has just moved to fair Verona, where writer
Jean Tong lays her scene. Darcy stands out because she is very tall and very
white. Not that the rest of the diverse cast of characters is racist, they are just worried about how
she’s going to fit in. And can she use chopsticks.
Juliet (Margot Tanjutco) is worried specifically about how Darcy fits into her
life. Not because she’s gay (she’s not, she’s really, really, look just believe
her, she’s not gay) but because maybe Verona just isn’t a place where they can
find their dreams.
Of course, spoiler alert, Darcy and Juliet are going to see each
other across a crowded room of gaming machines and one is going to offer to put a token in the other’s slot and… they’re going to end up at a queer performance
art poetry slam. You know, that old story.
Narrated by a chorus of Incompetent Dead Lesbians (the wildly
entertaining trio of Nisha Joseph, Pallavi Waghmode and Sasha Chong), the course
of true love never did run smooth. But along the way you’ve got kick-ass,
electro-pop tunes that subvert clichés, buck trends and urge you to fuck the
narrative system that was designed to keep ladies alone and waiting for a man.
But, as the saying goes, it’s not over until the Cat Lady sings!
Jean Tong’s script is clever, snappy, over-the-top and the satire
cuts deep. Her direction keeps the show moving at a brisk pace on a cleverly
designed set with an acting ensemble whose enthusiasm is infectious. The whole
package is a revelation.
Tong is a talent to keep an eye on; that’s how good this show
is. I hope this run is sold out and it might well be, so book those tickets
now! And I wish this show a long touring life, because there are women who love
women (and people who love them) who should see this now.
Go and see this show. Even if you don’t normally listen to me.
Go. See it.
BOOK TICKETS HERE AND NOW. Unless you've already done that earlier when I told you to.
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| The Incompetent Dead Lesbians in Romeo Is Not the Only Fruit Photo by Bede McKenna |
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