The Duckie Christmas Show has rapidly become one of the most
anticipated dates of the season. There are, in fact, three events you
may attend with each one being a traditional Christmas dinner party.
The upper classes are treated to multiple courses, silver service and
pseudo operatic waiting staff whilst the lower classes are fed a turkey
dinner, Harvester-style, with mock tribute acts warbling popularist
Christmas anthems - badly.
The middle classes, perhaps the
most difficult to define, are treated to lesbian friendly wine in
tumblers and waiting staff who talk about Nietzsche and perform poetry.
As this reviewer was placed at a table where yoga was a topic of
conversation I felt desperately out of place and longed for party
poppers and a slice of non PC turkey.
Once again, Duckie has
outdone themselves by skilfully employing unconventional comic devices
making the participant re-examine their perception, in this instance,
of class. The three parties gradually open up into one major event and
the performances of the staff never stop, whether waiting table or on
the platform. Particularly worthy of note is Terri-Ann Brumby,
instantly recognisable as the genial host to the lower class,
fearlessly guarding her microphone and negotiating her way around all
three parties, bringing the whole together with a raffle for the poor
little babies in hospital. Also worthy of note is designer Laura
Hopkins who?s keen eye combines with the performances to make the whole
remarkably believable.
