Molly Wobbly at the Phoenix Arts Club
Warning: this review contains adult content.
A new musical called Molly Wobbly…the title doesn’t exactly give much away, but I was lead to believe it was something to do with boobs. So, who doesn’t love a good show about breasts? However when the “boob musical” is an awkwardly written, nonsensical story about a strange mysterious green haired hunchback hell bent on poisoning the water supply in order to make women long to be beautiful then I have to say, um, really!?
I would be doing the wonderful cast an injustice if I didn’t point out that they are all very talented performers. Each sung the surprisingly catchy musical numbers with prowess and were, for all intent and purpose, entertaining, especially the ladies. Similarly it would be unfair to dismiss the great musical talent displayed by Paul Boyd, who’s music and lyrics were fun and engaging. However, in my opinion this is where he should have stopped…
Despite the infectious enthusiasm from the cast, I have to say the book is dire. It is as if Boyd fancied writing a musical about tits, clits, cocks, whatever, caring little whether or not it made any sense or whether the audience could follow the plot or not. This show is like Rocky Horror gone hideously wrong. The three central relationships are wildly unbelievable and it is never explained why on earth the green, hunchback troll man has a cross dressing side-kick called kitten? Also I have to refer back to the title character of the show who appears for all of half a scene, with no real explanation as to why she loves tits so much anyway? I love naughty humour, I really really do, but I draw the line at brandishing the word “clit” around for absolutely no other reason that to cause a cheap titter. To me this was all the show was; a cheap titter. No pun intended.
If you are a pre-teen who still sniggers at the word “cock” and wish to see some ladies in the bras, then this show is certainly for you. If however, you like cheeky humour but also enjoy a bit of content, then I can think of better ways to bide your time.