Alison Jackson: A Story In The Public Domain
Hogarth for the 21st century from acclaimed filmaker at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe
This article is from 2014.
And what an opera. Jackson leaves no half measures in the bad taste stakes, but it's hilarious – she could be a Hogarth for the 21st century, documenting the collective fascination for celebrities publicly unravelling.
While a pole dancer twerks to La Traviata for 'Prince Harry', he strips to his tiger-patterned briefs. Elsewhere in the Royal household, it's business as usual with a spot of tree-hugging with 'Charles' and 'Camilla' when the latter isn't found drunkenly falling out of a cab.
Beautifully choreographed by Andy Turner from the Rambert company, with Jackson's films screened between live scenes, it isn't all throwaway – the 'Putin' sequences feel genuinely subversive, whether he's punching lesbians or posturing with a phallic missile and homoerotic pout.
'Charles Saatchi''s cake in the face from 'Nigella' gets the biggest cheer, but it's 'Gordon Ramsay''s meltdown to Mussorgsky that delights, as does the Rossini-scored 'Gaga' / 'Madonna' catfight that many would pay to see for real.
A naughty, naughty little gem.
Summerhall, run ended.