While
the story behind the warren-like temple of kitsch that is The Butterfly Club would
be a show in itself, a glimpse into the fertile mind of comic legend Tony
Martin brings a packed room of excitable and well-dressed 40-45 year olds out
on this opening night. Even if you don’t fit into this niche, you would be
hard-pressed to find a more relatable and better written show this
Fringe.
Presented
as an episodic narrative of his life in an Auckland boarding house, The Yeti is an adaptation of highlights from
his book Lolly Scramble, and Martin
embodies the warmly-written characters brilliantly, with only a slight shift in
physicality, relying on his peerless observational comedic writing and voicing
to set us right amongst the cheap furniture and smoky fug of the house.
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