Briefs: The Second Coming
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Impossibly tantalising and infinitely sexy circus from Brisbane-based company Briefs at the London Wonderground.
This review is of the show's 2014 run. The show returns to London Wonderground in September 2016.
Wow. There’s really no other ejaculation worthy of this show. It’s an eye-popping spectacle that is both fabulously sexy and seriously clever. There’s never even a hint of anti-climax. And you’ll definitely leave wanting more, more, more.
After wowing the crowds at this year’s Glastonbury, Brisbane’s Briefs boys have brought their deliciously fuck-you swagger to the South Bank. Comprising six Aussies and one New Yorker, ‘The Second Coming’ is like a blazing disco ball of energy exploding in a nightclub that’s inside a theatre, inside a circus tent.
Compered with the driest and dirtiest wit by high heel-wearing, bearded Shivannah, the show is a raucous blend of impressive circus skills, burlesque and cabaret. It’s imaginative, playfully perverse and crammed with pin-sharp references to everything from ‘2001: A Space Odyssey’ to ‘Pulp Fiction’.
This is intelligent, self-aware entertainment. The performers are as sexy as hell – and knowingly flirty – but what really raises the temperature here is the sheer skill anchoring it all. Thom Worrell’s aerial acrobatics are mesmerising while Evil Hate Monkey’s banana ballet is a comic masterpiece. What makes them so hot is how talented they are.
Bodysuit-wearing drag performer Dallas Dellaforce manages to say more about gender conventions in ten brilliant minutes than many hours of earnest theatre; and youngest member of the line-up, Louis Biggs, trumps his own striptease with a display of astonishing aptitude involving an iconic ’80s puzzle.
This is steamy, cheeky fun, powered by a relentless energy that will leave you wanting to lose yourself in the nearest club. By the time the Briefs come together (looking like a particularly fabulous group of superheroes) for a final crowd-pleaser, you’ll be out of your seat and whooping.