Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Halfway through Tessa Waters’ latest offering Sexytime!, I thought I was going to be sick. Two glasses of savy blanc, combined with 30 minutes of non-stop laughter, left my head feeling lighter than a helium balloon (which, incidentally, will be extinct in 40 years when all the Earth’s helium is used up).
Relief was far from sight; from the curious opening flourishes of the Adam and Eve interpretive dance, to the smouldering gazes of the closing ‘morning after’ scenario, Tessa Waters (as Woman) and Kai Smythe (as Man) owned the petite Town Hall stage.
Everyone is sure to find some echo of their own ‘sexytimes’ in this extremely physical comedy, whether it be the jaunty goodbye scene following a one-night stand or the hip-bumping mating dance to Mr President’s Coco Jambo that preceeded it. My advice? Go easy on the pre-drinks; and don’t sit in the front row if men fondling their belly buttons turns you off.
Final word: Salacious
Date: Sat 26th Feb 2011
Source: Reviewed by Jacquie Lee for Rip It Up Mag
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Tessa and Kai obviously have a very close relationship off stage, for they often get quite intimate. Between sketches their on-stage interaction reminds me of Die Roten Punkte, with Tessa's Germanic accent sealing this impression. Kai does not speak at all but still manages to create a fabulous sleazy persona. Their flirting with the audience has a consequence that surprises everyone when a girl's dad kisses Kai on the cheek. He reacts perfectly by going all coy, yet strangely delighted.
The show itself is a neat 50 minutes of silent skits set to music, all about sex. They tend to involve a lot of mime and interpretive dance, so if these aren't your thing, you might want to find some stand-up. Still if you stayed you might be pleasantly surprised. Tessa and Kai are hilarious at what they do. I enjoyed the armed combat with cardboard ‘penis and boob’ shield vs cardboard ‘cross with Bible’ shield, played out to the overdramatic strains of O Fortuna from Carmina Burana. Appropriate music if you know it is a celebration of sex, gambling and drinking written by some very naughty monks.
Their final and longest sketch presented all the awkward horrors and delights of a first date that lasts 'til morning. Stripped back down to their undies, the sweet ending mirrors the opening sketch but with an appropriately happier, healthier outcome. Not all the sketches are as brilliant, but their kooky characters are able to pull it all off – so to speak – and keep the audience in fits.
Date of live review: Saturday 26th Feb, '11
Review by Lisa Clark for Chortle.com