
This rendition of The Farce of Sodom, most likely written by the infamous Earl of Rochester in the late 17th century, excites very little movement of the loins.

The Year of Magical Wanking is Neil Watkins’ one man monologue: a year of dealing with his HIV, living in his dead grandfather’s apartment, with an obsession with violent porn.

Mike Wilmot is one of the comic laureates of Canada, so it's understandable that he had a hard time dealing with performing in a tent.

The physical theatre piece, incorporating elastic movement, poetic monologue, dialogue, and voiceover, charts the development of humankind from the ritual of birth to the eternal repetition of the human experience.

Belt Up Theatre's Outland, dips in and out of the mind of Lewis Carrol, exploring the way that he created his characters and worlds.

I did enjoy that he reminded me of some 90s cultural quirks, and just generally made me feel special in my Gen Y-dom. But I was going "huh" much more than "HA!"

The Chants Collective, sub-set of the Present Tense Collective, push the boundaries of this form and 'deliver' big-time. Chants bursts out the sides of its 60-minute, sandstone scope.