Gasworks Theatre: A Heartwarming and Fragile Search for Stability

Home

Home Rating

★★★★★

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As I enter the Studio Theatre at Gasworks, I am taken in by a solemn scene. A lonesome soul named Steve, wearing a grey jumper and black shorts. Sitting on a plastic beach chair, he is lifting hand weights, doing his daily exercise. He is in an outside area, in between two doors of flats, labelled 32 on the left and 33 on the right. To the right and left of the flat doors? Are miscellaneous shelves and empty pots. Framed by colourful crates. Empty surfaces seeking company. Like potted plants, real or fake. Op shop knick-knacks. Just so one can create a soothing, outdoor living space for themselves.

Or something resembling security. Stability. Consistency …

A safe home environment.

I quickly learn that I am witnessing the lives of those living in emergency government housing. I also learn that nearby, lie the Melbourne docks. From which I gather, the coloured crates may come from. For they are used as makeshift tables here, for neighbours to gather and mingle. To share cups of coffee and biscuits. To connect. To feel wanted, loved and cared for.

At least for a while.

Until it’s time to get back on their feet, and continue on their journeys.

So it is here where we meet three tenants in this said housing block.

Steve, 36, believably-played by Nick Steain, is a gruff Queenslander from Townsville, who has just gotten out of jail four months prior. He longs to head back up to his old FIFO mining job in the sunny north – so he can continue to fly in and out – free from being tied down to any kind of stable existence.

Then we meet Belle, Steve’s missus, a gripping performance by Natasha Broadstock, a mature woman he has been seeing for the last four months since his arrival. Belle has been living in public housing for six years, works at an op shop and knows the etiquette of living in public housing. She is a survivor with a huge heart. She also has had it rough, having wasted many years looking for love, but with abusive men. But her resolve remains hopeful and strong. Hence, she always looks ‘on the bright side’. She makes a great effort to connect and be kind and nurturing to new neighbours who call this place home. Yet, she can be very vulnerable, fearing being abandoned once again.

 

And finally, there is Jon, a teenage runaway, a convincing and emotionally- giving performance by Tom Purcell, who loves his black ‘Cash’ jumper and lives next door to Steve in Flat 32. We learn that Jon’s parents weren’t stable caregivers, so he truly craves a stable home, where he can feel heard, understood, loved and cared for. Deep down, he longs to connect and feel peace and love from a caregiver. Since this is what he deeply lacked growing up.

The relationship of this trio formulates its own kind of system, thanks to the brilliant direction of Carl Whiteside. Belle urges Steve to connect with newcomer Jon, and helps him feel at home by bringing him plants and garden knick-knacks from the op shop. Within a few weeks, Steve and Jon do connect, and Steve builds a joint laundry line that he and Jon can both share together. Jon gives Steve some of Belle’s plants for him to put in his garden too.

Music works well to help drive the action and transitions of scenes. There is ominous music where there is tension; happy upbeat music when there is harmony; and playful, pink panther-like music when Jon speaks back home late at night from drinking with his mates.

Belle, however, learns she is pregnant. This causes a rift between her and Steve, and he tells her that he had been in jail for the last two years. That he longs to be a FIFO again up north, and has never thought of having kids. Feeling that he is not in the same page as her, she grows desperate to pin him down. She doesn’t want to hear the word ‘no’ from him. He relents and agrees to stay and accept a job instead as a mechanic at the docks.

What’s interesting is the harmony that is forming between this trio. Steve and Belle are becoming the caretakers of Jon, and planning the arrival of their baby. Jon is feeling cared for. He is putting his life back together by working in a warehouse and making friends. Their relationships are building. Things are looking up. Belle is stopping work. Steve has bought a new pram, and promises to finish his mechanics course.

That is, until a letter arrives: that they must vacate the premises in two weeks and relocate elsewhere, as their emergency housing estate will soon be demolished.

Conflicts arise. The fear of instability once again on all fronts. The stress of being homeless. Of lacking employment. As such, these three are forced to go in different directions, just in order to survive.

They are forced to look at themselves, and their true wants and needs, in order to live a future they can be proud of. Even if it means doing it on their own terms.

Even if it means losing the ones they love in the process.

For unlike the steady and stable survival of plants that feature greatly in this work; a safe life for many, is not always guaranteed in this world.

Moreover, this heartwarming production, written by Ros Varley, teaches and educates us about what home and safety can truly mean for us in the modern world.

That home can mean many things to many people. It can be found in human connection. It can be found in self-acceptance. Or, it can be found in knowing our own truth, and loving ourselves because of it.

This is a very important show to see right now, and it has the power to touch the hearts of many. Highly-recommended as part of the Melbourne Fringe.

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

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Living The Dream

Living The Dream

Living The Dream Rating

★★★★★

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Here’s a genre you may not have heard of: ‘suburban gothic’. It’s considered an offshoot of American gothic horror but instead of taking place in creepy castles or Antebellum mansions, the stories are set in, well, suburbia. Rather than external threats, suburban gothic tends towards modern human horrors; small, insular communities far from main cities that encourage if not mandate conformity to a culturally imposed ideal of ‘the good life’. The worst and most absurd consequences of this lifestyle are shown off in Living The Dream: a hilarious, riveting and quintessentially Australian suburban horror play that deconstructs Victorian suburbia with scintillating nuance and insight.

James (Ryan McInerney) has just moved into Arcadia: a pristine Victorian suburb populated by colourful characters. ‘The Boys’ quickly take a shine to him, as Cluey (Ed Wallis) and Damo (Oliver Qubrusi) attempt to bond with him over cricket, drinking and complaining about their wives. James always keeps a little distance, though, especially from Rich (Julian Machin), the de facto, overly smiley leader of the posse. He also bonds with their wives, along with Alison (Dempsey Doyle), the only single woman in town and the most normal-seeming person around. They start a relationship but as the months go by, everything unravels. The neighbours cross more and more boundaries, Alison and James argue about their future, and it becomes clear that James’ past city life is more complicated than he lets on.

Every performance adds depth to stereotypes of Aussie life we’ve all seen. As the leads, McInerney and Doyle have great chemistry, and their cynical characters give much-needed grounding and perspective to a strange world. Cluey and Damo may be degenerate, alcoholic archetypes of toxic masculinity, but they’re also given moments of vulnerability. We don’t excuse their behaviour, but it’s clear that they’re extremely damaged people who, like James, are seeking to find their place in the world. Rich, on the other hand, is much more malevolent, and Machin’s portrayal of him is fantastic to watch. He reminded me a lot of Patrick Bateman, with a façade that falls into the uncanny valley between psychotic and charming.

 

The characters and performances of ‘the wives’ – Rachel (Bridgette Kucher) and Jill/Joyce (Crystal So) – are just as strong and important. While Kucher perfectly sells the delusion and denial of someone ensconced in a hostile environment, So’s character reaches a terrifying breaking point; even her physicality seems broken, like a marionette being jerked on its strings. It’s clear that the entire cast has given so much energy and thought to who their characters are and how they see the world, and it is an absolute delight to watch them all bounce frenetically off each other.

There are so many details in the show’s design that add to the eeriness of Arcadia, from obvious idiosyncrasies, like characters talking about a beautiful painting when all the audience sees is a blank canvas, to the subtly strange, like everyone changing clothes between scenes except for James. The music accompanying the blackout scene transitions is strange, synthy and becomes more corrupted over time, keeping the energy going and giving a real sense of how things deteriorate even when we aren’t watching. Arcadia feels like its own real yet liminal space between the authentic and the absurd.

While the performances are incredible, they have an amazing story and script to work with. Not a word is wasted, every joke hits with an undercurrent of dread and every scene ends in the most perfectly awkward spot. There’s also a clear understanding of how abuse functions in relationships and communities. While James tries to stay afloat and get Alison out of Arcadia with him, we understand exactly how the community manages to draw them back in with gaslighting, blackmail and boundary crossing. The ending epitomizes all this and leaves so many questions unanswered, but in a way that feels only appropriate. We feel just as confused and trapped as the characters are in the Hell they created.

As a horror comedy, Living The Dream knows exactly what tone it wants to strike and hits it out of the park in every respect. There is so much that it does right that it’s hard to single out any particular aspect of it – it’s a production that just…works. It’s polished, fun, thoughtful, heartbreaking and chilling, and I certainly hope it has a life beyond the Fringe festival. I’d certainly be happy to see it again.

To book tickets to Living The Dream, please visit https://www.melbournefringe.com.au/whats-on/events/living-the-dream.

Photographer: David Cui

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Beyond Good and Evil: Lord of the Flies Examines the Darkness Within

Lord Of The Flies

Lord Of The Flies Rating

★★★★★

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In today’s world, where the terms ‘unpredictability’ and ‘uncertainty’ have become part of our everyday vocabulary, is it no wonder that we, as a society, are craving more and more control over our lives? To feel safe, repetitive routines and rituals are formed. Activities and nutrition fuel our bodies and minds. Social connections satisfy our need for feeling valued and accepted.

And yet, beyond our scope, there are greater forces that exist in our world that we have no control over. Circumstances of good vs evil; of hate and suffering; of larger-than-life power plays beyond our human understanding. So we look for strong leadership (of countries, corporations or institutions) to restore peace and harmony. To fix and put right. To give us hope. To make us feel safe once more.

But, as humans, are we naive to think that peace is the answer to eradicating evil? Or does evil exist as part of our nature, if all hope is lost?

In director Steven Mitchell Wright’s reimagining of Nigel Williams’ adaptation of Lord Of The Flies, we examine how the science of evil can slowly creep into the human psyche, and seek to dismantle order and destroy others in its wake.

From the moment I enter the theatre, award-winning director Steven Mitchell Wright transports me in a moment of childhood innocence, where a deeply-slanted white stage faces in towards the audience, exemplifying a pure boys-being-boys existence: (played by adolescents and non-gender actors). Boys playing joyful sport together, free as flies, even in an uncertain world.

 

When these boys are put on a plane out of England to escape an atomic war, crash-landing on a remote island, we are witness to a different kind of battle – the survival-of-the-fittest. We are transported to a land where the forces of good are distorted slowly into evil – from innocent boys basking in adventure to descending into tribal warfare. Asking us: if evil is rooted in our nature – or borne from ego-driven madness?

For in this no-holds-barred classically brilliant production, Wright looks at every line in the script and explores the timing of its statements for a new generation. Much like looking into a mirror, he begs us to ponder: Have rules become cloudier? Has leadership lost even more of its meaning? Has the ball of ‘authority’ become so weak and so disposable, that it can be thrown around willy-nilly, like an Aussie rules football, when it comes to our modern survival? Or does it come complete with sharpened spears and a winning-at-all-costs mindset?

Brilliantly played, staged and choreographed, Steven Mitchell Wright’s immersive staging also places modern technology at the forefront of his production to amplify the madness of evil. Actors carry a selfie stick with an iPhone camera projected onto the stage to amplify the terror of savagery. A dance mob forms to symbolise freedom with undertones of carnal desires and the birth of wild savagery. Animalistic chants and wild physical movements intensify the killer instinct of a hunter seeking its prey. Boys in fight-or-flight mode constantly on guard – losing their train of thought in a world without routine, becoming animal-like in nature. The effects of red lights depicting madness, effectively created by lighting designer Ben Hughes and alerting sounds of nature infiltrating our minds, such as tropical thunder and rain pouring down, were effectively created by sound designer Jack Burmeister – inviting us into the fearful world existing even within nature itself.

The cast of this show were no less than exceptional. Angus Leighton as Ralph exemplified the exact leading man energy and machismo required to play a budding showman, a leader in looks, and in bark; with no bite. Yet, watching his character’s ego-crushing demise was both heartbreaking and riveting.

Sean Yuen Halley as Jack commanded the stage immediately with his intense energy of unapologetic arrogance and ferocity, seeking to seize control of everything in his world, yet losing control of himself in the process. Jack’s descent into madness was depicted so methodically and so seamlessly, launching into what appeared to be a devil-like possession that was flawlessly executed.

But in the role of Piggy, my most highest of accolades goes to Oliver Cowen. Wearing his heart on his sleeve, Cowen brought the audience to tears with his angelic presence, beyond the obvious childhood taunts and physiological judgements: to symbolise the moral compass within us all. Cleverly balancing the show out with the hope – that there is good in people. For this alone, I congratulate Cowan as not only embodying the backbone of this production, but the heart and conscience of this show as well.

All in all, this production of ‘Lord Of The Flies’ is a must-see. It is an exceptional production for the 2026 season at Theatreworks that should not be missed.

To book tickets to Lord Of The Flies, please visit https://www.theatreworks.org.au/2026/lord-of-the-flies.

Photographer: Image 1: Oliver Cowen and Angus Leighton Image 2: Sean Yuen Halley, Oliver Cowen, and Angus Leighton Image 3: Blaise Tindale, Oliver Cowen, Charlie Veitch, Sean Yuen Halley, Oliver Gorringe, Declan Magee, Darcy Crawford, William Bastow

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Real, Unreal, And Impossible To Look Away From

The Homecoming

The Homecoming Rating

★★★★★

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Harold Pinter’s The Homecoming is playing at the Athenaeum until 3 October, and it is about as Pinteresque as Pinter gets. If you know his work, you know the terrain: the power plays, the disillusionment, and dialogue that always feels like it is missing something,. You find yourself hunting for meaning inside the words because what is being said rarely lines up with what is actually happening. This production, directed and designed by Greg Carroll, plays with Pinter in a way that feels fresh. Lines are blurred and you are never sure whether you are watching someone’s internal world, something unfolding in the room, or a subtext that is treated as the truth.

If you want a night of theatre that leaves you thinking and feeling, rather than absorbing and walking away, this is the one for you.

The cast is thoughtfully assembled. The household is three sons, their father, and their uncle, all packed into the same house, and the production draws out every fault line running between them. You watch the rivalries between the brothers, the manoeuvring between fathers and sons, and the strange sideways tension between each member of the house, and it never lands any where safe. Richard Piper’s Max presides over the chaos, with David Field as his brother Sam, and Ben Geurens, Eddie Orton and Peter Houghton as the three sons circling one another for position.

 

Then there is the woman we never see. The dead mother is spoken about so constantly that you build a whole picture of her, an idealised feminine presence hovering over the house. When Teddy comes home from America and brings his wife, Kate Kendall’s Ruth, you meet another idealised feminine figure, except she arrives as the inverse of the mother, an idealised whore rather than a Madonna. The Madonna and whore split runs right through the piece.

Ruth is the one and only female character on stage, and by the end of the play she has become the figure around whom the entire family’s plans for the future turn. Watching that progression of power unfold is one of the real pleasures of the production, because it opens up a genuinely interesting look at what gets counted as feminine power. It felt dated and contemporary at the same time, which says as much about the tangled worlds we live in now as it does about the play. Kendall gives Ruth a mysterious presence and a commanding hold over every room she enters, and she is perfect for the role.

The set is all dark, heavy, Victorian Gothic furniture, and it does a lot of the storytelling. It feels oppressive and confined, which is exactly right for a group of people this trapped with one another. The lighting stays mostly flat until a handful of pointed moments break the action open and make you question whether what you just saw was real at all.
It is a heavy play and it gives you a great deal to think about, which is precisely the point.

To book tickets to The Homecoming, please visit https://tickets.shakespeareaustralia.com.au/sales/performances/studio/the-homecoming.

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