Sarah Callaghan THE BALLAD OF SARAH CALLAGHAN
Fringe Bar, 26-32 Allen St, Te Aro, Wellington
01/05/2018 - 05/05/2018
NZ International Comedy Festival 2018
Production Details
New Zealand premiere of this award winning comedian
Award-winning comedian Sarah Callaghan, fresh from two hugely successful tours of Australia, debuts her new show for 2018 at the NZ International Comedy Festival. A powerhouse of comedy and poetry about gangs, fitting right in and feeling left out. Everyone has a gang – peers, family, politicians, terrorists. Where’s hers?
“Fiercely impressive and quite stunning” ★★★★ – The Scotsman
“Sharp and funny… a young lady-geezer talking funny for an hour. Damn the industry needs more of that” ★★★★ – The Music, AUS
Wellington Shows
The Fringe Bar
Tue 1 May – Sat 5 May 2018
8:30pm
Ticket Prices*
Tuesday (Preview): $20 | Full Price: $25
Concession: $22 | Group 6+: 22
Cheap Wednesday: $20
*service fee may apply
Wheelchair accessible; Occasional bad language
R16, R18 unless with a parent or legal guardian
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DURATION 1 hour.
Theatre , Solo , Performance Poetry , Comedy ,
1 hr
Gritty realism and refreshing wryness
Review by Margaret Austin 02nd May 2018
“You judge a comedian before she even reaches the mic,” Sarah Callaghan informs us as she steps on stage at the Fringe Bar. Such an observation signals a seasoned performer. After eight years on stage, and with a successful tour of Australia behind her, Callaghan’s here to offer us the debut of her new show.
“She’s not English; she’s from London,” comments my companion, who spent many years in that capital city. Indeed, Callaghan’s frequent expletives and “in’t it”s have ‘London tough girl’ stamped all over them.
“How much I love you will depend on how much you laugh” is the challenge she sets up. And we do – but often it’s thoughtful laughter. Her theme is where you belong – fitting in or feeling left out. Who’s your gang?
She has a confession to make. She’s not only into gangs – she’s into (gasp) poetry. And we get to hear some. It’s rap in rhythm, and as cheerfully raw as her patter. “Your arse must get sick of what comes out of your mouth,” “a fat white Mowgli from The Jungle Book” and “a knot in her hair a sailor would be proud of” are examples.
Callaghan’s gritty realism may not be to everyone’s taste. She pulls no punches: poverty, gender and Trump all get a going over. The MeToo campaign gets a look in too. Refreshingly, Callaghan’s wry about this, and her best line comes out of it.
Ironically, despite her compelling insistence on finding or being in the right gang, we get the impression Callaghan feels on her own. She wouldn’t mind an audience of one, she assures us. “Then we can have a conversation.”
I think we’ve had one.
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