Adelaide Fringe Review 2017 – That’s F#@$d Up Gorelesque

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Gorelesque is one of those curious sub-genres growing in popularity, but by no means the only sub-genre when one considers nerdesque, super-heros & other cos-play are also setting new staging grounds for the burlesque art form.

But there is possibly a broader palate available when engaging strong horror themes such that it can be as deadpan serious & sexy, or as camp and comedic as takes the performers fancy – so the audience is rarely subjected to a heavy onslaught in only one hue.

Straight up – That’s F#@$d Up Gorelesque is a monster of a show clocking in over 2 hours with an intermission, so be prepared to settle yourself in for a movie marathon of boobs, bile and blood in the vein of Russ Meyer, under the hilarious scream queen custodianship of GI Junk and Hazel Nuts.

Velvet Chase gave us denim & grease Tradie Burlesque, all hot hammer bumps and angle grinds, as she bought childhood games to life by constructing a 7 foot tall version of Operation. Of course those slots need the appropriate bones & organs, and she has the tools for the job. Her second act was a sensuous Tribal Bellydance burlesque, which conveyed a narrative of willing submission and sacrifice to the gods in order that sacred gnosis can be danced and known.

Diana D’vine is a queen of whacky characters and gave us two spellbinding routines – the first her Mad Professor -exposed in fragile mind and shaking body, all in the name of Science. Her second was a brilliant homage to Evil Dead I can only describe as necronomilicious !

The inimitable Sarina del Fuego also graced us twice – first with her signature smoking routine which balances subtle desire & cool disinterest within a restrained delivery, and then second with an art piece where she bared all while tracing bodily curvatures & prime cuts in paint, likely in anticipation of going under the knife – for a surgeon or butcher is a question unresolved.

There were a number of memorable one off acts as well. The Viper Scoria duo gave us hot sapphic submission and Bathory-worthy bloodletting before proceeding to almost burn the motherf@cker down, while Ginger Pop expertly delivered the mental anguish and primal School Prom horror of Carrie in buckets.

One of the highlights was clearly duo Bell & Moss who have now defined the new genre of Psycho Drag, which was equal parts athletic erotica and OTT ham. But have no doubt – there was murder on the dance floor.

There is a rotating roster of performers throughout the rest of season to ensure a return attendance is a fresh affair. Let them break your heart. Or carve it. Sauteed with onions.

Jonathan Feb 28th 2017 07:03 pm Burlesque No Comments yet Trackback URI

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