Molly Wobbly's Tit Factory

Where Molly Wobbley's Tit Factory falters is in assuming that camp and innuendo translate directly into fun.

★★
music review (edinburgh) | Read in About 2 minutes
Published 03 Aug 2012
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A parody of the RKO Pictures production logo introduces the audience to Mammary Lane and its inhabitants. In spite of being awash with pink lighting, the set is evocative of German Expressionist cinema. Fittingly, the first character we meet walks with a hunch, his limbs twisted and contorted as an angry, torch-wielding mob invades the stage and attacks him. A stylised opening credits sequence ensues and finally the "outrageous musical comedy" begins. Film buffs present may be disappointed that the established arty theme is quickly dropped at this point, with writer/director Paul Boyd taking more of his cues from the world of pantomime. It was no mere coincidence that the Village People's 'Go West' was playing as we filed into the venue – this is as camp as it gets.

The show revolves around three heterosexual couples and the tensions created as each woman becomes empowered by a strange potion. After experiencing flashbacks of happier times, they enjoy libidinous awakenings, complain of feeling unfulfilled in their marriages and finally stand up to their distracted husbands. But why has the mysterious stranger plied them with his unusual concoction? And what muddled point is being made about contemporary culture?

Where Molly Wobbly's Tit Factory falters is in assuming that camp and innuendo translate directly into fun. There's arguably no need to come up with anything challenging when lines like “I can never find a screw when I need one” get big laughs, but the lack of ambition on display here is ultimately disappointing, especially after such an interesting opening sequence. 

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