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Aunt Aggie's Gut Rot East End Exchange Hotel Thurs 16 March The premise: set in contemporary times around a kitchen table, two transvestites are given the opportunity through artificial insemination to bear the children of the biggest "arse-bandit" of them all, the big "Chief". Yes, it seems that God is in fact gay and has decided from his top floor penthouse apartment, where he allegedly indulges in regular group sex, that he would like to have children and housewife Betty and her chaste and engaged friend, Mary, are the chosen recipients of such "glad tidings". Outrageous? Absolutely! Totally over the top really, but while many of the historic details surrounding the pending births of John The Baptist and Jesus Of Nazareth have been excessively fudged (pardon the pun) and therefore to be held contemptible (like, how natural disasters are a way of the Chief setting up dodgy property deals), I for one couldn't stop smirking. When all's said and done, amongst all the madcap pedantically cyclic hyperbole exchanged between the two there does ultimately lie a lesson of biblical proportions; it's just that French playwright Philippe Gaulier has a very offbeat and controversial way of telling it. Simon Freestone (Mary), and Alexander Jones (Betty) are absolutely fabulous as the overtly camp and extremely maniacal cross dressers and the mere notion that they're not actually meant to be real women as such only serves to accentuate the overall very deliberate offensiveness of this very naughty, downright blasphemous, but damn clever play.  |
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