Review: Es & Flo (Old Fitz Theatre)

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Venue: Old Fitzroy Theatre (Woolloomooloo NSW), Feb 13 – 28, 2026
Playwright: Jennifer Lunn
Director: Emma Canalese
Cast: Annie Byron, Eloise Snape, Fay Du Chateau, Erika Ndibe, Charlotte Salusinszky
Images by Phil Erbacher

Theatre review
Esme has turned seventy-one, and the encroachment of dementia is becoming unmistakable. Her de facto partner of thirty-six years, Flo, remains steadfast in her commitment to care for Esme at home. Yet Esme’s son, asserting familial authority, is equally resolved to relocate her to an aged care facility. In Es & Flo, Jennifer Lunn examines a predicament all too familiar to many same-sex couples of a certain generation: the systematic erasure of their relationships by both kin and legal institutions, stripping them of companionship and patrimony precisely when bodily decline renders them most vulnerable.

It is a deeply affecting work, one that, under Emma Canalese’s astute direction, strikes precisely the right register to resonate with its audience, delivering a theatrical experience at once moving and meaningful. Annie Byron is particularly compelling as Esme, capturing with remarkable subtlety the complex metamorphoses that accompany the advance of age. Her portrayal of authentic tenderness toward her partner does much to render their bond credible, thereby securing the audience’s emotional investment in the narrative. Fay Du Chateau’s Flo truly comes into her own as the drama intensifies, revealing layers of fortitude and vulnerability. The supporting ensemble—Eloise Snape, Erika Ndibe, and Charlotte Salusinszky—likewise distinguishes itself, bringing thoughtfulness and nuance to every moment.

Soham Apte’s set design evokes a recognisable domestic sphere even as its spatial demarcations permit scenes to unfold with fluidity. Alice Vance’s costuming conjures persuasive archetypes while conferring upon the stage a distinct, understated elegance. Luna Ng’s lighting, though never ostentatious, illuminates each interaction with precision, calibrated to elicit the requisite emotional response from an audience confronting a narrative at once tender and consequential.

The love between the two elders in Es & Flo is rendered as indissoluble, yet even now such unions remain perpetually imperilled. Statutory equality and the legal recognition of same-sex marriage have not extinguished the social dynamics capable of sundering these bonds—particularly when queer individuals advance into infirmity and can no longer safeguard their own interests. Equality on paper is but a parchment promise unless the circle of kinship closes around us, unless the community becomes armour against the gathering dark of our final queer years.

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Review: They Will Be Kings (Qtopia)

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Venue: Qtopia (Darlinghurst NSW), Feb 11 – 21, 2026
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Director: Kaz Therese
Cast: Beks Blake, Danica Lani, Chris McAllister, Angel Tan
Images by Jessica Hromas

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Four drag kings converge in They Will Be Kings to excavate the layered narratives of their becoming. Chase Cox, Dario di Bello, Fine China, and Jim Junkie each emerge from distinct origins, propelled by singular raisons d’être—yet together they orchestrate a meditation on gender’s fluid architecture. Against the grain of a world that insists upon the fixed polarity of male and female, their collective performance unravels the artifice of such certainties, illuminating instead the protean, unruly nature of identity itself.

Under Kaz Therese’s direction, the production achieves a wonderful alchemy—transmuting four distinct sensibilities into an elegant, unified architecture. They Will Be Kings emerges as a clever meditation on gender variance: its ontological textures, its protean expressions. Each performer—Beks Blake, Danica Lani, Chris McAllister, and Angel Tan—contributes a singular artistic vocabulary, yet coheres through an ethos of collective intentionality. The result is not mere showcase but invocation: an ensemble that summons the audience toward expansiveness, demanding not passive reception but active transformation of mind and heart.

Gender presents a fundamental paradox. It functions as a system built on fixed categories, yet lived experience constantly spills beyond these boundaries into territory that resists easy definition. Humans inevitably sort one another into boxes, yet what we most desire is freedom.
 
Gender, at its best, offers pleasure, play, and genuine self-expression; yet too often it serves darker purposes—erasure, marginalisation, the violent enforcement of conformity. It is something we can resist, yet also something we can savour. To understand how it works—its mechanisms of control—is essential if we hope to move beyond its restrictions and dangers, transforming vulnerability into agency.

Review: Gia Ophelia (KXT on Broadway)

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Venue: KXT on Broadway (Ultimo NSW), Feb 11 – 15, 2026
Playwright: Grace Wilson
Director: Jo Bradley
Cast: Annie Stafford
Images by Phil Erbacher

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Gia is desperate to play Ophelia in Hamlet at Sydney’s premier Shakespeare company, yet at twenty-nine she confronts the dawning realisation that this ambition will likely remain unfulfilled. At home, her boyfriend Dan pressures her toward motherhood, rendering their relationship increasingly transactional. In Grace Wilson’s Gia Ophelia, we witness an actor gradually overwhelmed, drowning in disappointment and sorrow—much like the role she covets most.

Wilson’s dramaturgy emerges as the earnest offspring of Shakespearean inspiration, whilst simultaneously offering a laceratingly frank excavation of a young woman’s interiority in the contemporary West. Though punctuated by humour, Gia Ophelia proves ultimately disquieting—almost exasperating in its steadfast adherence to a conception of femininity four centuries old, its refusal to grant Gia the autonomy and agency that her modern circumstances ostensibly afford her.

Direction by Jo Bradley proves steadfastly faithful to the spirit of the text, ensuring that the anguish rendered resonates palpably—an unflinching examination of one woman’s conviction of her own failure. Holly Nesbitt’s lighting design confers a superb sense of theatricality, suffusing the stage with wistfulness and melancholy, discovering moments of unexpected beauty in the protagonist’s struggle-worn expressions. Otto Zagala’s sound and music, though occasionally abrupt in their intrusion, are effective additions to the production’s atmospheric intensity.

Annie Stafford delivers a remarkable performance as Gia, navigating with apparent effortlessness from the play’s levities to its despondent core. Whether in moments of lightness or shadow, Stafford proves eminently compelling—quite miraculously preventing the prevailing sadness of Gia Ophelia from estranging its audience.

One might hope that in this modern age, a woman like Gia could locate peace, happiness, and fulfilment beyond the purview of masculine design. Yet the long shadow of hegemonic patriarchy persists, its ancient architecture still shaping the contours of our lives. This is not to suggest, however, that Gia exists merely as its creature. Women have indeed traversed remarkable distance, and the legacy of her forebears has bestowed possibilities of liberation that Shakespeare and his ilk could scarcely have imagined. The past bequeaths its constraints; it also bestows its momentum.

Review: The Normal Heart (Sydney Theatre Company)

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Venue: Sydney Opera House (Sydney NSW), Feb 9 – Mar 14, 2026
Playwright: Larry Kramer
Director: Dean Bryant
Cast: Nicholas Brown, Mitchell Butel, Tim Draxl, Michael Griffiths, Emma Jones, Evan Lever, Keiynan Lonsdale, Fraser Morrison, Mark Saturno
Images by Neil Bennett

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The story begins in 1981, at the very dawn of the AIDS crisis that would devastate gay communities around the world. As a marginalised group, attempts to secure recognition and support proved extraordinarily difficult. Yet the indefatigable activist Ned Weeks refuses to accept indifference or rejection, as vividly portrayed in Larry Kramer’s seminal work, The Normal Heart.

Written four decades ago and drawing heavily on Kramer’s own experiences, the play arrives from a vastly different social and medical landscape. Encouragingly, much has changed — not only in the treatment and understanding of the disease itself, but also in the broader recognition of gay rights. As a result, the work can at times feel overtly expositional to contemporary audiences. However, as a historical lens on one of the most defining public health and social crises of modern life, it remains deeply significant, even if not always uniformly resonant.

Dean Bryant’s direction delivers a production of fitting urgency, capturing the emotional temperature of the era and offering a clear sense of what it meant to work on the front lines of the fight for HIV and AIDS to be taken seriously. It is a passionate and deeply sincere staging, imbued with a palpable sense of commitment, even if it does not always sustain meaningful engagement.

The cast is led by Mitchell Butel, who brings admirable presence and authenticity to the role of Weeks, grounding a story that continues to demand retelling. Powerful monologues are delivered with memorable force by performers such as Emma Jones, Tim Draxl, and Evan Lever, each contributing striking moments of dramatic intensity.

Production designer Jeremy Allen underscores the desperation of the era with a set that appears subtly worn and frayed at the edges, quietly reflecting a world under strain. His costumes evoke the textures of early-1980s gay culture, with characters embodying the archetypal looks and sensibilities we now associate with that period.

Nigel Levings’ lighting is largely unobtrusive, allowing the performances to remain the focal point, before gently asserting itself in key moments — particularly towards the conclusion — when a more overt sentimentality emerges. Cellist Rowena Macneish provides live accompaniment of extraordinary sensitivity, her playing elegantly underscoring the production’s most powerful emotional currents.

While antiretroviral therapies have transformed HIV/AIDS from a death sentence into a manageable condition, The Normal Heart endures as an indictment of institutional indifference—a reminder that political structures remain perilously susceptible to abandoning their most vulnerable constituents. We entrust governing bodies with the intricate machinery of public welfare, yet those who wield power frequently subordinate communal wellbeing to private interests, ideological rigidity, or bureaucratic inertia. The disquieting symmetry between Kramer’s era and our own is difficult to ignore: in Sydney mere days ago, state violence was deployed against citizens exercising their right to dissent, while across the Pacific, democratic institutions in the United States appear to be unravelling with vertiginous momentum. Larry Kramer waged his battles until his final breath; his unyielding moral clarity demands not our nostalgia, but our emulation.

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Review: Purpose (Sydney Theatre Company)

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Venue: Wharf 1 Sydney Theatre Company (Walsh Bay NSW), Feb 2 – Mar 22, 2026
Playwright: Branden Jacobs-Jenkins
Director: Zindzi Okenyo
Cast: Grace Bentley-Tsibuah, Deni Gordon, Markus Hamilton, Tinashe Mangwana, Maurice Marvel Meredith, Sisi Stringer
Images by Prudence Upton

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The Jaspers of Chicago are a prominent family, with patriarch Solomon having left an indelible mark on American history as a luminary of the Civil Rights movement and a pillar of his community, counting Dr Martin Luther King Jr. among his many friends. Yet, at some point, things began to unravel.

In Branden Jacobs-Jenkins’ Purpose, we witness how a legacy can be tarnished, in a story that explores broken dreams, misplaced faith, and the quiet dangers of human complacency. As we discover that the Jaspers are not who they are believed to be, we are confronted with the illusory nature of celebrity and reputation, and reminded that true democratic agency — and personal destiny — ultimately demands individual vigilance and control.

It is a sensational piece of writing, rich with humour and sharp insight, and driven by a plot that is thrillingly unpredictable. Zindzi Okenyo’s direction keeps the audience riveted as each dramatic surprise unfolds with sustained force. Under her guidance, the relationships feel fully realised and believable, allowing us to invest deeply in the complex dynamics at play.

The cast is broadly likeable, if somewhat uneven, with Markus Hamilton leaving the strongest impression, delivering a mesmerisingly profound performance as Solomon. His daughter-in-law Morgan is brought to life by a remarkable Grace Bentley-Tsibuah, who is magnificent in her intensity, inhabiting a role brimming with resentment, rage, and defiance.

Production design by Jeremy Allen creates a Jasper residence that feels suitably traditional and respectable, its windows looking out onto heavy, persistent snowfall that quietly reinforces the play’s sense of place. Lighting by Kelsey Lee shifts in subtle gradations to mirror changes in mood, while consistently flattering and revealing the nuances of each character.

James Peter Brown’s score enters sparingly, transporting us into something more ethereal between the very grounded disputes that form the scintillating emotional core of Purpose. The effect is to create moments of distance and reflection, as though inviting us to consider these deeply human interactions with greater objectivity.

It is natural to have political heroes, but they should serve as sources of inspiration rather than saintly figures upon whom we pin all our hopes and dreams. Solomon may have achieved a great deal in his lifetime, yet we must remember that political projects are never truly complete; they are ongoing, unfinished, and constantly contested.

The systems in which we operate are often made to feel beyond our control, with power appearing distant and elusive. In truth, these structures are bendable and mutable, if only we push harder to exercise our democratic rights and restore faith in the power of collective action — especially in an age marked by the rise of reprehensible authoritarianism and heinous oligarchic influence.

Review: Traffic Light Party (KXT on Broadway)

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Venue: KXT on Broadway (Ultimo NSW), Jan 28 – Feb 7, 2026
Playwright: Izzy Azzopardi
Director: Brea Macey
Cast: Izzy Azzopardi, Renée Billing, Meg Denman, Grace Easterby, Caitlin Green, Isaac Harley, Travis Howard, Caleb Jamieson, Jordy Stewart
Images by Jade Bell

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A group of young adults, only just emerging from adolescence, gather at a party where colour-coded clothing signals their relationship status. Izzy Azzopardi’s Traffic Light Party examines the ways we begin to conceptualise romantic connection at the earliest stages of adulthood. Newly confronting the world as independent individuals, they navigate a landscape shaped by inherited assumptions, prescribed values, and imagined futures. The work suggests that genuine understanding of love cannot be taught or pre-empted; it can only be earned by moving through the many surprises, missteps, and revelations that inevitably accompany the first real encounters with intimacy and desire.

Azzopardi’s writing is marked by an unmistakable honesty, and while it is evident that considerable thought underpins the text, not all of its ideas fully cohere into sophistication or depth. Direction by Brea Macey, however, provides meaningful elevation, infusing the work with admirable kineticism and a consistently striking visual language. Holly Nesbitt’s lighting design brings further dynamism, drawing on the story’s central motif to play expansively with colour and with ideas of transformation. The nine-strong cast performs with total commitment, their buoyant energy commanding attention in every moment, whether dramatic or comic.

The heart wants what the heart wants, yet it is often the very force that leads us into our deepest trouble. There is, perhaps, dignity in enduring profound heartache when it is born of genuine longing. But to suffer those same wounds as the cost of obedience — of contorting oneself to fit expectations or to follow rules that were never meant to serve you — is a lesson most eventually recognise as a particularly hollow kind of folly.

Review: Amplified (Belvoir St Theatre)

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Venue: Belvoir St Theatre (Surry Hills NSW), Jan 29 – Feb 8, 2026
Playwright: Sheridan Harbridge
Director: Sarah Goodes
Cast: Sheridan Harbridge
Images by Jade Ellis

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There have been few Australian women in the public eye whose rebelliousness has been openly celebrated, and Divinyls frontwoman Chrissy Amphlett remains the most indelible of them. Confrontational, anarchic and unapologetically wild, her on- and off-stage antics are rightly legendary, embodying a form of feminism that is still too easily dismissed as unpalatable. Amplified: The Exquisite Rock and Rage of Chrissy Amphlett, written by Sheridan Harbridge, insists that Amphlett be properly revered and memorialised. A biographical work woven through with many of the Divinyls’ greatest hits, Amplified is a tribute that is both accessible and surprising, effortlessly engaging while finding inventive ways to honour the life and legacy of a woman who refused convention at every turn. In Harbridge’s creation, we rediscover an Amphlett who continues to expose how little space Australia truly allows its women to misbehave.

As performer, Harbridge is faultless, deftly balancing our desire for a theatrical invocation of the icon’s essence with the grounded authority of a narrator whose warmth and enthusiasm we willingly surrender to. Under Sarah Goodes’ direction, Harbridge is given the space to tell Amphlett’s life story in a manner that feels consistently truthful and intimate, rarely relying on mimicry or lapsing into cheap sentimentality. The result is a work of rare sincerity—anchored, generous, and emotionally exacting—that achieves what the finest art aspires to: opening our hearts to a story worth telling, and in doing so, nourishing in us something that is collective and enduring.

Glenn Moorhouse’s exacting musical direction ensures a seamless flow between commentary and song, one that feels instinctive, purposeful, and never forced. The four-piece band brings ferocious spirit to this Australian rock-and-roll story, suitably cacophonous and libidinous in its energy. In fitting dialogue with this post-punk aesthetic is Michael Hankin’s production design, which balances rawness with clarity, meeting the visual demands of a one-woman show while allowing it to feel assured and fully realised. Paul Jackson’s lighting is similarly evocative, casting the narrative in shifting, enigmatic tones and conjuring vivid echoes of Amphlett hitting her stride on stages both humble and monumental.

In an ideal world, women would be free to become whoever they choose and to behave however they wish, so long as no harm is done. In the world as it exists, however, it falls to those with access—however limited—to power to exert it in the service of redressing systems that remain transparently unjust and exploitative. Chrissy Amphlett had ample incentive to obey every rule of the music industry and of the society that shaped it; many of her peers did exactly that, and were rewarded with far greater wealth and security. Amphlett’s defiance—calculated and instinctive alike—endures however as a legacy that remains dangerous, necessary, and worth remembering. Women may learn obedience as a means of survival, but progress is never secured through compliance; it is forged by recognising moments for resistance and exploiting them, again and again, to fracture a status quo that depends on silence to endure.

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Review: The Social Ladder (Ensemble Theatre)

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Venue: Ensemble Theatre (Kirribilli NSW), Jan 23 – Mar 14, 2026
Playwright: David Williamson
Director: Janine Watson
Cast:Mandy Bishop, Sarah Chadwick, Jo Downing, Andrew McFarlane, Matt Minto, Johnny Nasser
Images by Phil Erbacher

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Six people, occupying different rungs of social privilege, gather for a dinner party where envy, resentment and competitiveness simmer just beneath the surface. As the evening unravels, these tensions erupt into a series of heated exchanges, before everyone departs fundamentally unchanged. David Williamson’s The Social Ladder begins with the familiar and fertile promise of drama born from class conflict, but soon slips into a sequence of uneven debates that feel less like interrogation than indulgence—an airing of the wealthy’s grievances in which working-class voices are conspicuously denied wit, agency, or meaningful rebuttal.

Janine Watson’s direction, however, succeeds in generating genuine mirth and momentum, creating a theatrical experience that, while offering little in the way of intellectual satisfaction, nonetheless delivers a buoyant sense of jovial humour. The cast is admirable for a level of commitment that can only stem from a deep dedication to the craft of acting, particularly given the thinness of the material at hand. Their ability to forge a convincing ensemble chemistry is, in this context, quite remarkable. Mandy Bishop, as Katie, the party’s host, is especially commendable, deftly balancing wonderfully heightened comedy with an emotional interior that remains consistently believable.

Veronique Benett’s production design is a visual pleasure, using the trappings of an affluent home to create a staging that captivates through its considered sense of extravagance. Lighting by Matt Cox and music by Clare Hennessy are employed with welcome restraint, functioning as subtle embellishments rather than distractions, and mercifully avoiding the addition of further clutter to an already laboured affair.

The play concludes with a series of awkward, self-satisfied declarations from its wealthiest characters, who promise increased charitable donations in the coming year—as though philanthropy might serve as a redemptive gloss for their deeply unappealing conduct. Yet the gesture rings hollow. A society structured around fairness should not depend on the benevolence of the rich; it should simply require them to pay their taxes. As wealth inequality continues to widen unchecked after decades of escalation, such last-minute moral concessions feel less like insight than evasion.

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Review: Split Ends (Qtopia)

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Venue: Qtopia (Darlinghurst NSW), Jan 20 – 24, 2026
Playwright: Claudia Schnier
Director: Claudia Schnier
Cast: Claudia Schnier
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In her one-woman show, Claudia Schnier candidly reveals a lifelong pattern of obsessive behaviour, tracing it back to childhood, when she found herself compulsively trimming her own hair. In Split Ends, we witness her gradual unravelling in the aftermath of sexual assault by a former partner, as she revisits the regret-laden hindsight of missed warning signs and the painful inability to extract herself from a relationship that was, in retrospect, unmistakably toxic.

Schnier performs the work clad in gym attire, her muscular athleticism on full display as she interrogates both her own perceived vulnerability and the moral brutality of the person who exploited it. Much of Split Ends is deliberately confronting, making for an often uncomfortable viewing experience; however, the artist’s commitment never wavers and is beyond question. While the dramaturgical material itself may at times lack sufficient richness, Schnier’s assured command of video projection, lighting, and sound design significantly elevates the work, underscoring her impressive aptitude across multiple disciplines.

At the outset of the piece, Schnier repeats a refrain about “being enough,” deploying it as a kind of incantation—an attempt to ward off a pervasive sense of inadequacy and to summon a security that remains persistently out of reach. Girls and women are compelled to survive within environments engineered to erode self-esteem and undermine self-possession. Economic and social systems do not merely rely upon our subjugation, but flourish through our internalised surrender to the belief that we are perpetually lacking—that completion lies elsewhere, in something or someone beyond ourselves. The truth is that we require very little; yet to exist without yearning for what we have been so thoroughly conditioned to desire is an extraordinarily difficult undertaking.

Review: Mama Does Derby (Sydney Festival)

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Venue: Sydney Town Hall (Sydney NSW), Jan 15 – 22, 2026
Playwright: Virginia Gay
Director: Clare Watson
Cast: Benjamin Hancock, Calliope Jackson, Antoine Jelk, Aud Mason-Hyde, Annabel Matheson, Amber McMahon, Dylan Miller, Elvy-Lee Quici (with the Sydney Roller Derby League)
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Billie is only sixteen, yet she is already grappling with significant mental health challenges, including night terrors. Much of her distress stems from her mother Maxine who, despite her good intentions, has struggled to provide stability, never quite finding her footing as an adult. This changes when she stumbles upon the world of roller derby. Mama Does Derby, co-created by Virginia Gay and Clare Watson, unfolds with an engaging premise and a thoughtfully constructed plot populated by well-defined characters, though much of its early humour feels strained and overly explicit. Thankfully, the compulsion to elicit laughter recedes in the later sequences, allowing the work to settle into its emotional core and to land with greater resonance when it matters most. 

Watson’s direction makes imaginative and dynamic use of space, generating a sense of theatrical play that enlivens a story which might otherwise risk feeling overly static or confined to the domestic. Jonathan Oxlade’s production design cleverly draws on the world of roller derby, introducing wheeled elements that allow the set to transform fluidly and with considerable visual pleasure. His costume design for Nathan—the corporeal manifestation of Billie’s night terrors—is, moreover, a striking and memorable creation. Lucy Birkinshaw’s lighting is richly textured, further engaging the eye, and while Luke Smiles’s sound design at times feels overwrought and unduly intrusive, Joe Lui’s music direction—realised through a live three-piece punk band—proves an unequivocal delight and a standout feature of the production.

Elvy-Lee Quici, as Billie, is surprisingly convincing in capturing the rhythms of adolescence, but it is the emotional authenticity she brings to moments of heightened feeling that proves most impressive. As Maxine, Amber McMahon crafts a compelling portrait of a flawed mother, never inviting judgement, but instead allowing compassion for a woman who requires time to find her way. Benjamin Hancock is unforgettable as Nathan, imbuing his athletic embodiment of a metaphysical presence with theatrical extravagance and an exquisite measure of camp, adding a vivid and memorable dimension to the production. Crucially, the inclusion of a ten-strong derby team drawn from the Sydney Roller Derby League is, in itself, a meaningful and impactful presence within the work.

In Mama Does Derby, lives are depicted as complex and challenging, yet persistently threaded with joy. Billie and Maxine may continue to strive for better circumstances, and while a measure of harmony feels attainable, life is never presented as an unbroken state of perfection. As a coming-of-age story, the work reminds us that it is the capacity to navigate obstacles—and to locate humour within moments of setback—that gradually lightens the passage of time, making each successive year more bearable, and more delightful.

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