Meow Meow's Little Mermaid
- Gareth K Vile
- 9 August 2017
The cabaret diva dives deeper into the subconscious
Meow Meow claims that this is a show about happiness, but it is equally about myths, self-delusion and the desire to sacrifice anything to achieve love. While the beautiful finale – in which a spectacular effect is finally fixed and provides a message about the need for self-reliance – speaks to an optimistic future, Meow's journey has been beset by confusion, darkness and the revelation of the horror beneath the elegant façade.
Surprisingly, it is not the show-stopping musical numbers that prove the cabaret superstar's intelligence, but the theatrical interludes: torn between love and misery, Meow Meow's charisma lends her monologues a brilliance that many of the songs fail to achieve. Indeed, the cabaret antics are predictable against her witty meditations on love.
She rigorously and humorously puts dreams of love to the test, and finds them wanting. When she slips on a pointe shoe and a high heel, her awkward movements become a symbol of how love can deform: flirtations with a handsome technician and the embodiment of her fantasies degenerate into desperation.
Yet her character – an ironic diva – does not always gel with the show's intentions: her famous crowd-surfing feels perfunctory, a nod to her past. More exciting than the new musical numbers, especially the early rock number which does not suit her persona or voice well, is the integration of the Little Mermaid into contemporary thoughts on the pursuit of perfection and love. At these points, her cabaret is placed at the service of eloquent critiques of modern myths.
The Hub, until 27 Aug (not 15, 22), 10.30pm, £15.