Spooks, Spoofs, and Splendid Sketches: Why ‘Nosebleeds’ is a Melbourne Fringe Must-See

Nosebleeds

Nosebleeds Rating

★★★★★

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As I walk down the laneway of Meyer Place, I arrive at a mysterious dark door, which unbeknownst to me, leads up two flights of stairs to the Improv Conspiracy Theatre, a destination for lovers and students of improvisational comedy in Melbourne.

I enter a dark, intimate theatre where smoke machines cast the room in an eerie-like glow, and where shiny red lights set the stage in a lurid setting, much like a Vintage B movie, about to take centerstage.

For what I am about to witness is anything but ordinary. It is a sketch theatre comedy called ‘Nosebleeds’, created by an extraordinarily funny team of veteran improvisers and comedians: Holly Bohmer, Mario Hannah, and Taylor Griffithsz This trio dare to take the bizarre vintage horror trope and milk it for all its worth. Who dare to peek behind the historic fright-night cliché, find its twisted elements, and transform them into fresh, inventive comedy gold. For this Melbourne Fringe favourite spoofs the historic elements of Vintage B horror – taking us onboard a hilarious 60-minute spook-fest with out-of-the-box characters, pulpy villains, arrogant witchy crones, and gruesome larger-than-life playacting.

The end result? A masterful, hilarious, thrill-ride of campy-like proportions. Vignettes-like scenes, among many to mention, that break-the-mould with tremendous portrayals of bizarre characters.

A seance-turned-screaming match between a bereaving British couple, who are clearly on twisted wavelengths.

A pious, puritanical pair, about to skinny dip in a lake but warned against its algae-like dangers by an old hunchback witch, played brilliantly by Taylor Griffiths, who also happens to delight them with the warnings of pre-marital sex, with an outrageous erotic performance finished with a throw-away line, ‘you must try before you buy’.

 

A delusional naval officer, hilariously played by Mario Hannah, who, after six years, comes back home and announces to his wife and child that he is engaged to a mermaid, who is simply a medium-sized fish, of which he is grossly enamoured with.

A gothic heroine in the form of a newly-arrived governess who outwits her murderous boss.

And last but not least, having us in stitches was the show’s interactive exorcist scene – with the enormously delightful show-stopping Holly Bohmer, flawlessly playing a Linda Blair role to the audience’s delight – complete with convulsive mouth movements with an ovulation egg, spasmodic sounds, and offerings of a feline-nature to a male audience member as a token of love.


In all, this show was the best I have seen at the Melbourne Fringe so far this year, and I would highly recommend it to anyone who loves great comedy with a warped, twisted sense of humour.

Kudos to the trio of Holly Bohmer, Taylor Griffiths and Mario Hannah; and director Matt Jenner for taking late-night improv comedy to new heights in Melbourne. For taking a simple-yet-effective approach to ‘vignette-style’ theatre-making with a static stage design, few costume changes (save for some well-intentioned props), and fantastic sound and lighting effects by Simon McCulloch.

Well-recommended for a night of great belly laughter, and out-of-the-park shenanigans!

To book tickets to Nosebleeds, please visit https://www.melbournefringe.com.au/whats-on/events/nosebleeds.

Photographer: Simon McCulloch & Mario Hannah

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Dancing Through the Storm: Finding Light in Glimpses of Heaven

Glimpses of Heaven

Glimpses of Heaven Rating

★★★★★

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Upstairs in Motley Bauhaus’ cabaret room, I come upon a stage set as the aftermath of a torrential storm. A neglected apartment in shambles – with its occupant nowhere to be seen.

Open bottles of alcohol and soda cans lie half-hazardly across the floor. Fancy women’s clothing slumber in a supine position. So very unfitting, I wish to shake them clean and lift them off the dirty carpet.

The pièce de résistance? A pair of beige boots, stuck mischievously on top of one another on the side of a bookshelf with superglue. As if alive, ready to run amok – but have nowhere left to hide.

Yet above the disarray, progress is being made. Moving boxes are labelled. Rubbish bags are being filled. And within each effort to pack up this apartment, a quick-witted, playful young girl, Hannah, mills around, ushering us to a trip down memory-lane. Namely, the tumultuous experience her musician mother had struggling with addiction, and the complicated relationship they underwent to beat it into submission.

With captivating off-the-wall humour, cleverly directed by Damian Callinan, props are in fact used onstage with a mission – to reel us in further by unlocking Hannah’s personal memories of this deeply challenging time. A dusty Aria award statue is held up to the light not for reverence, but as a weapon of mass destruction – due to its sharp, pointy head. A single shoe is startingly transformed into an ashtray, complete with cigarette butts standing up inside of it – a brand-new work of art inspired by a female rock star, spiralling downwards.

 

But as the show progresses, and Hannah’s heartbreaking story unravels, one can see through the paradoxes of addiction: that two things can be true at the same time. Like a see-saw, memories can exist between tenderness and darkness. Little ditties can be sung on a guitar to settle nerves and balance heaviness. A Spice Girls dance can ground and steady us through the wobbles of confusion. The loving eyes of a mother can start to slip away and become unrecognisable to a daughter’s eyes, even though her heart is still pounding strongly.

That flying a little too close to the sun can bubble under the weight of pressure – of an unforgiving music industry ready to take its next victim.

Complexities aside, here is where I congratulate the shows writer and star, Mary-Agnes O’Loughlin. For not only providing a beautiful voice and graceful miming movements to bring this tale to life, but in honouring Hannah’s truth of a very headstrong girl having to deal with a mother experiencing life-threatening addictions.

Not by shutting it out. Nor by dodging it or avoiding it. But by dancing through its storms.

That for Hannah, fortitude was needed. This meant choosing to dance through the fire. Through the highs and the lows. Through bamboozlement and confusion. For the show’s star, Mary-Agnes O’Loughlin, speaks a different language of bravery – using rhythmic movement as a psychological coping mechanism – to let the ugliness of her mum’s addiction flow through her and be released. In order to see it as a seperate entity – to the unconditional love she has for her mum. Planting her at the centre of her mother’s recovery journey, even beyond the disease itself – helping save her life in the process.

In all, Glimpses of Heaven, weaves a beautifully balanced tale of how a mother’s love can affect our soul’s growth, through the good and bad. That each family have their own set of dynamics, even if not set by social norms. That a mother’s love, even mixed with complication, can still lead us forward: to the full experience of being human.

To book tickets to Glimpses of Heaven, please visit https://www.melbournefringe.com.au/whats-on/events/glimpses-of-heaven.

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When Life Gives You Grapes: An Existential Comedy

Ode To A Grape

Ode To A Grape Rating

★★★★★

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As I enter the Motley Bauhaus saloon-style pub in Carlton, I am infused with 1970’s nostalgia, bedecked with retro-style posters of shows-gone-by, and funky music beating in the background. Representing the liberated spirit of artistic creation, a barman serves drinks and food while his voice echoes over a loudspeaker, directing fringe-goers to their designated garret-style rooms to see their individual shows.

Speaking of the spirit of the Bauhaus, I enter up a staircase to tiny 25-seater wooden theatrette; surrounded by layers of exposed plaster and centuries-old brickwork. To the right and left of where I sit, are two barstools each flanked by bowls of green, purple and black grapes. A central theme of a show I am about to see called ‘Ode To A Grape’, the latter title celebrating the magical properties of a grape, a multi-purpose fruit that is not only sweet in nature, but can transform itself into a multitude of nutritional and eco-friendly benefits for the world-at-large.

In the middle of these two stools stands a red velvet draped curtain, parting ways for us to meet ‘Johann’, a angsty German-born existentialist with slicked-back hair. Starkly dressed in black with the peacock-ish air of socialist angst and radical views, Johann first expresses his passionate love for grapes, explaining how he has moved to his new hometown of Tīrau, New Zealand, where he seeks to fulfil his childhood dreams as a poetic artist.

In fact, tonight, we have come to Johann’s book launch of ‘Ode To A Grape’, his book of truly terrible poetry he tries to recite onstage for the very first time. Believing -that it is HE who was born to be a true poet of his time. That it is HE who is born to spread the word: about his oppressive upbringing in Germany and his love for grapes.

But instead, as time passes, Johann’s mind overtakes himself, and he starts ranting about the oppression of cows. His mind is going haywire. So much so, that I run into a confusion, asking myself – is this a show about sustainability? Of animal exploitation? Of terribly-made sandwiches being destroyed by harsh parenting causing inner child trauma?

 

Well, it is all of those actually, much to the audience’s delight. For this is where our night of satire begins.

For in between Johann’s preaching of grapes and cows, interruptions arise to foil his launch. An inner child that is split in two, torn between a sweet sounding Scottish voice positive about his poetic dreams versus that of an inner demon seeking to berate his over-inflated sense of confidence – to talk him out of sharing his woeful poetry with the world.

Starring Em Barrett, a native New Zealander, ‘Ode to A Grape’ is a cult-comedy, a call-to-arms about society-at-large, seen through the eyes of the bumbling Johann, one in which Barrett has perfected to the bone since 2022. For Barrett not only masters the German accent, but also the grandiose physicality of a tormented, angst-ridden male. One who is in denial of his deplorable poetic talents, which, as the show progresses, becomes incredibly funny.

One moment that brought the audience into the palm of Barrett’s hands was her clever use of a video depicting cows as gentle giants, as we see a video projection of a herd of cows behind a fence, listening to Johann’s partner, Nigel, playing the ukulele. It is here that Johann engages us in a mode of audience participation: a moo-ing sing-a-long of sorts; to help fight the affliction and the commodity of cows – to the audience’s delight.

This show is a must-see for fans of comedy, satire, and the spirit of Bauhaus. For shows that don’t exactly fit the mold, but engage us with raw, comedic undertones and imperfect scripting. A show where anything goes in the moment, one grape at a time.

To book tickets to Ode To A Grape, please visit https://www.melbournefringe.com.au/whats-on/events/ode-to-a-grape.

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Turning Pain Into Power: The Radical Hope of How To Eat Rabbit

How To Eat Rabbit

How To Eat Rabbit Rating

★★★★★

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The world is coming to an end. Life feels inconceivably unfair and beyond your control. So how would you choose to cope?

Would you adopt ‘a survival of the fittest’ mentality? Would you suffer in silence? Or would you fall into despair in a constant state of lack?

In a bid to connect Australian audiences with human compassion and understanding, playwright Jamila Main excites us with her new production, ‘How To Eat Rabbit’, as part of La Mama’s Hope Punk Climate Festival.

In this independent dark comedy, we come upon a dystopian world suffering from climate change, where two friends, Alex and Cam, decide to bunk together in a burrow. There, they try to persist beneath a world that is literally caving in on them, inch by inch, and metre by metre.

Promising to keep one another safe and sane, they tackle their situation head-on – creating innovative ways to keep to a sound routine. The counting and recounting of tins of beans, stacking them in curious little piles all over the stage: like magical sandcastles. Handpainting pleasurable scenes on the walls of the cave. Daily training activities on repeat to keep boredom at bay. Frequent food and supply runs to keep their health intact.

 

As time rolls on, the atmosphere intensifies, for we are only human after all. A power struggle between the pair. Alex, wonderfully played by Nory Gretz, the more dominant of the pair, takes comfort in controlling the nest, while Cam, seamlessly portrayed by Jamila Main herself, is struggling to physically keep up, desperately hiding a secret about her health – internally collapsing to keep Alex comfortable.

In truth, this show is extremely spontaneous, confronting and radically shocking; depicting desperate, irrational behaviour at the hands of quiet desperation. Keeping us riveted from the get-go – even spotlighting the script onto the back wall of the stage – to not only guide the audience, but to digest and immerse us into the lived experience of these two characters.

But what is most impressive about this show? Is its revolutionary purpose beyond climate change. For Jamila Main is truly on a crusade – to make theatre a platform for greater understanding. For Main, theatre is more than a stage: it is the foundation of community. Where one can share personal struggles via inventive storytelling.

That we can still persevere despite the challenges one faces in life. That we can turn pain into power: with a courageous war cry, every single day.

To book tickets to How To Eat Rabbit, please visit https://www.lamama.com.au/whats-on/la-mama-hope-punk-climate-festival/how-to-eat-rabbit.

Photographer: Darren Gill

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