LadyFace (4 stars)

This article is from 2017


Leftfield and unhinged creations with impeccable delivery

As we file in, Lucy Farrett is sat on the stage in a pink tutu, cardboard box on her head and eating a bag of Hula Hoops. If you think it all looks a bit bizarre, better get on board quick as the following collection of characters that she's about to present are all equally unhinged.

From wigs and props neatly tucked into cardboard boxes perched on a clothes drying frame on the stage, Farrett transforms herself into a horsey posh girl with a pony named George Osborne, a girl looking for love after her pet prawn passes on, while Audrey Hepburn presents some ridiculous 'how to' demonstrations, and there's some disease-inspired medieval poetry. Farrett's performances are impeccable, a quality that only serves to highlight the leftfield content.

It's high-energy stuff as Farrett bobs about to the incidental music as she plucks the next character out of their respective boxes. It's high-brow, too, in places, and Farrett doesn't spoon-feed us her creations, such as the skit of a feline with the interior monologue of Dorothy Parker, or the clairvoyant Geraldine who pops up in certain times of history to warn of impending doom.

Assembly Hall, until 28 Aug, 5.45pm, £9–£11 (£8–£10).


A white-knuckle ride on a character comedy carousel from chameleon woman-host LadyFace, AKA Lucy Farrett.