Saturday, October 10, 2026

FROZEN


Directed by James Tolhurst-Close. Musical director Callum Tolhurst-Close. Free Rain Theatre Company. The Q Theatre, Queanbeyan. To Oct 11.

 

I have an anti Disney gene. And was raised on unadulterated Hans Christian Andersen, unhappy endings and all. However, stories change and narratives develop and Frozen can stand on its own two feet.

 

It’s a Disney spinoff but with a degree of gumption and with two, not one, heroines at its centre.

 

Chloe Stevenson as the forthright Anna and Charlotte Morphett as her magical sister Elsa leads a cheerfully happy cast that on opening night included a nicely reserved Mele Tuli and an exuberant Zahra Zulkapli as the younger Elsa and Anna. 

Charlotte Morphett (Elsa)

There’s good clear character work and singing from a cast that includes Joe Dinn as the relentlessly cheerful snowman Olaf and Jackson Gibbs as the ever reliable Kristoff. 

Chloe Stevenson (Anna) with the cast

The storyline of heroines passively falling for princes is surprisingly avoided and the emphasis is on the evolving sisterly solidarity between Anna and Elsa.

There’s a big and solid sounding orchestra in the pit under Callum Tolhurst-Close’s leadership that doesn’t put a foot wrong.

 

The set has its fascinating side, backed up by a film screen that does a very good job of changing the setting and the atmosphere. I miss the old painted backdrops but the images work and it does save a lot of flying. (Sets can’t be flown at The Q anyway.)

 

Free Rain’s exuberant production has been packing them in all season and success is easily judged by the number of kids who turn up in costume. It’s got enough magical elements to delight the young who will already know the story. That is excellently carried by Stevenson’s Anna and Morphetts’ Elsa as the central sisters.

 

No wonder that the audience is so full of little Elsas and Annas. Frozen clearly deserves what has been a highly successful season.

 

Alanna Maclean


THE INDEPENDENTS: FESTIVAL OF NEW WORKS

 

Mikelangelo In The Belly of the Whale

The Independents: Festival of New Works.

 The Courtyard Studio. Canberra Theatre Centre. October 10-11 2026. Bookings:: 62752700 or canberratheatrecentre.com.au

Reviewed by Peter Wilkins

 

Mikelangelo In The Belly of the Whale

 Co-created by Michael Simic and Tracy Bourne

 The self-appointed Nightingale of the Adriatic and Bull of the Balkans, Mikelangelo, alter ego of Michael Simic goes solo in his autobiographical account of his difficult balancing act as husband, father, the son of a complex father and a nationally renowned artist. Can singer, songwriter, musician, performer and former Canberra Artist of the Year Simic sway a packed audience in the Courtyard Studio without the support of the Black Sea Gentlemen. Can he charm the audience without the backing of an Adelaide Cabaret Festival Ban?. Can the Balkan Elvis send shivers down your spine with his rich baritone voice? The answer is a resounding yes.

 


But Simic is not merely alone with his trademark accordion, guitar and clarinet to tell the story of a journey across the metaphorical sea that will eventually thrust him on a search for true identity in the belly of a sperm whale. He is the Captain Ahab of his own life’s journey, accompanied by his charmed crew of mesmerized audience members ready at the slightest urging to la la along or join in the shanty to weather the storm that hurls our intrepid hero into the belly of the whale, where he finally confronts the home truths that he must face with Mikelangelo.

 Mikelangelo In The Belly of the Whale is a tender and personal account of the tranquil and turbulent seas that many artists must face. Simic is the consummate entertainer, the captivating storyteller and the Svengali of willing audience participation. With co-creator and director Tracy Bourne, Simic weaves a rollicking yarn that hoists the sails on an artist’s struggles to balance the ballast of his life. Like Jonah his epiphany comes with the struggle through the Sphincter into the light of revelation. As the song says, “It ain’t necessarily so.” (Struggling through the sphincter I mean).

 Simic’s personal and heartfelt account of his life and the battles that he faces makes for a thoroughly enjoyable and at times surpirising hour in the company of a caring husband, a loving father, a compassionate family man and an entertainer who never fails to give his audiences a whale of a time.

 Ichor.

Directed by John Fabry. Cast: John Fabry, Mario Panucci, Bayley Prendergast, Anthony King, and Callum Stephens.

 



The meaning of contemporary dance and physical theatre so often rests in the interpretation of the beholder. So it is with the second show of The Independents’ double bill. Nothing could be in greater contrast to Mikelangelo In The Belly Of The Whale than John Fabry’s sinewy dance piece, Ichor. Five male dancers including Fabry  enter the stage. They each wear loin cloths and are marked with patterns of black streaks and tribal markings. Their bodies ripple with muscularity and youthful vigour, elastic in their steely physicality. Fabry’s choreography lends primeval animalism to their corporality. It is strong, sinewy and confronting in its subversive aggression. It is unabashedly masculine, admirable in its physical strength and fine physique. But what does it all mean- the leaps, the growls, the beating rhythms of sticks upon the tarquet, the conformity and the eviction of the outcast individual?

 The Greek word Ichor refers to fluid that flows like blood through the veins of the Gods or a watery fluid emanating from a wound. In the absence of a programme, the spectator is left to wonder. At times, while two dancers explore the mystery of sexual attraction, others raise their hands in supplication to a possible higher authority. Am I witnessing the evolution of the human animal, from the tribal collective to communication to sexuality to the development of language, repeatedly uttered in an incomprehensible tongue to the audience? Possibly. And then again perhaps not.


 

Without a clearer indication of intent, the work becomes repetitive and mystifying. The dancers are agile, virile and expressive in their choreography as they progress from individual dance to ensemble interaction. I couldn’t help feeling that a shorter work with the explanation of the theme and content would have made for a far more satisfying experience. Refer to the Bangarra programmes with their detailed and helpful notes.

 The Canberra Theatre Centre is to be applauded for providing artists with the opportunity to experiment with new work and a platform for community to witness the diversity of arts practice. In the case of Ichor, an outside eye may have resolved some of the issues that detracted from a potentially powerful piece.

 

 

 

Friday, October 9, 2026

The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals - Youth Cabaret

 

The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals – Book by Nick & Matt Lang; Music & Lyrics by Jeff Blim.  Youth Cabaret at The Mill, Dairy Road, Canberra. October 8–11 and October 15–17, 2026

As produced by StarKid Productions, University of Michigan USA 2018

Reviewed by Frank McKone
Oct 8

Directed by Krys Pendrich; Co-Directed by Florian Kai
Choreography by Allura-Jane Haunting

Cast:
Paul – Mars Que (They, Them)
Emma / Donna – Honey Boom (She, They)
Bill – Ostin Gerhadt (He, Him)
Charlotte / Deb / Colonel Schaffer – Allura-Jane Haunting
Ted / Homeless Man / Dan – Freddy Hickey (He, Him)
Sam / Coffee Jerk / Mr Davidson – Lex Maddox (She, Her)
Professor Hidgens / Rod / Obnoxious Teen – Jay Lee Jnr (He, Him)
Nora/Melissa/Cop 1/Nurse/Smoke Club Kid/General John Macnamara – Stephanie Steer (She, Her)
Zoey / Alice / Cop 2 – Krys Pendrich (They, Them)

Crew:
Art Director / Merch Consultant / Graphic Designer – Mars Que
Choreographer / Social Media – Allura-Jane Haunting
Photographer – Steph Benassi
Stage Hand / Social Media (Facebook) – Florian Kai
Backstage Manager – Reese Kai
Stage Hand / Front of House – Steven Pendrich
Stage Hand / Understudy – Ruby Laing
Backstage / Understudy – Olivia Cullen
Set Assistant – Quinton Randall
Assistant Backstage Manager – Ebony Cooper
Set Design – Connor Harris; Backstage – Xaith Cooper
Lighting Technician – Punko Regarto; Backstage – Aiden Cooper
Sound Technician – Paige MacDonald

Welcome to Hatchetfield, USA

Youth Cabaret is a newly established community theatre organisation in Canberra focused on engaging neurodiverse, disabled, and LGBTQIA+ young people.  As a group they must surely take a critical view of the society around them, so it’s not surprising that they have chosen to perform a show about someone who doesn’t fit the ‘norm’.

I have to say though, that to some degree I’m with Paul.  I appreciate the awful irony of presenting a musical in which the guy who hates musicals is the central character.  

In the first half, the show presents an enthusiastic satirical view of society – specifically American – where absurdity rules as everyone must dance and sing at every opportunity (and even when there’s no opportunity) to fulfill the expectations of whatever role they may have.

The simplest example is Emma, who must sing as she makes Paul’s coffee, which he needs to escape his sing-song office.  Why?  Well of course, because her employer insists she must sing to her customers because then they will buy more coffee! 

Of course, since we are in the world of musicals, working-class Emma and middle-class white collar Paul become a loving couple.  How they try to cope when everybody sings and dances – even the police, financial managers and academics – is often funny, yet also often suspiciously threatening disaster.

As in the best of musicals, that possibility comes to fruition in the second half, when a meteor crashes to earth and kills everyone in Hatchetfield – except of course, Emma.

But a musical cannot end as a genuinely felt tragedy.  Emma is amazed as Paul reappears.  Is he really alive – or really dead?  No matter – Emma loves Paul, so they hug and kiss as love conquers all.

The quality of the singing and the complexity of the choreography, so often a spoof of musical convention, make the show engaging – even when it’s often difficult to have any idea of what’s going on.

Maybe in the world of the young today, that’s the daily truth.


The original was written in 2018, but perhaps even more appropriately today, as the Democrat Obama has become a fading light, it is President Trump who is the meteor from somewhere weird in the universe which is destroying all the Americans.  Or us.

Emma and Paul’s love is the only hope.

That’s the value of art, even in the form of an absurdist musical.

Paul – Mars Que and Emma – Honey Boom

The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals - Youth Cabaret 2026