Artist(s): Spitz and Co
Venue: The Little House
Reviewer: Kris Hallett
Spitz and Co’s first show Gloriator received great praise and a clutch of awards over its journey in the past couple of years. Their second show, Glorilla, has the curse of the second album, the ideas that sustained their first work seems strained and an admittedly sparse crowd seemed more bemused than amused, though its dash of knockabout comedy at least had the younger ones in the audience tittering.
We have gathered to hear the lecture of the ‘acclaimed’ French actress Madame Delenauf on her adventures as an animal communicator and her recent visit to the jungles, aided by her hap-hazardous, put upon, assistant Josephine. Finding herself encountering a rather over an amorous gorilla it parodies films such as Out Of Africa where you always feel the humans relationships with the animals are only ever one step away from intimate.
There is a lot of material crammed into an hour, bits which work: a night of passion in a cramped tent seems particularly pertinent after three nights camping and there is a funny section where there is mistranslation at the UN but most of which have been seen in shows like this many times before, from malfunctioning sets to misfiring props. It lacks originality and the audience interaction sections never really seem to go anywhere
Perhaps it’s a show which doesn’t suit the festival environment, there was loud musical theatre warbling coming from the cabaret tent or perhaps we’rejust suffering fatigue as the festival drew to an end. At the moment though Glorilla feels like its Spitz and Co’s difficult second album. If they’d prefer it to be Back To Black rather than One Way Ticket To Hell, they may need another visit to the drawing board.