Rachel Jackson: Bunny Boiler
- Craig Angus
- 15 August 2017
Confident approach masks lacklustre material for only so long
Lock up your rabbits, folks. Rachel Jackson has trouble with relationships, partly because she's an expert in picking terrible men, whether it's a UKIP supporter, a violent and manipulative cult leader, or a 'posh prick'. She also, like Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction, freaks out would-be suitors with her intensity. Jackson's a gifted performer and the Edinburgh native is constantly on the move, giving Bunny Boiler a raised eyebrow here, an exasperated glare there, and some freestyle rapping in-between.
Jackson is extremely confident and the second she has some material to match that magnetic presence ('blonde and unhinged, in the right places'), sparks will fly. Bunny Boiler is regrettably just too one-dimensional though. It follows a pattern (Jackson meets boy, sex happens, something goes wrong, they part ways) that's engaging at first but with repetition gets tiresome. The aforementioned cult leader is intriguing and sounds like a real bastard, but he isn't given much exploration. Perhaps that's next year's show.
At one point an audience member, upon invitation, beats Jackson to a punchline, and she acknowledges it's better than the one she has. Things aren't always perfect first time out and Bunny Boiler is a case in point. In time, we should expect Rachel Jackson to trump it.
Pleasance Courtyard, until 28 Aug (not 24), 10.30pm, £7.50–£9.50 (£6.50–£9).