After four years in the wanderlust wilderness, Jonny Sweet is back to the homeland to gorge himself on musical and cinematic catnip and scribble furiously in dimly lit rooms.
Audience participation at its most savage and absurd.
Overtly hostile exploration of race relations clumsily camouflaged as a tribute act.
Inventive and highly endearing follow-up to last year’s excellent Fringe debut.
Accomplished pop critique strays a little too close to its quarry on occasion.
