Freewheeling strip-off fun
The Streaker by Gregory Cooper, directed by Jeff Kingsford-Brown, Centrepoint Theatre, November 5 - December 17. Reviewed by Richard Mays.
What makes a middle-aged man - a son, a husband and father - take his clothes off and run the length of the (ahem) Boneyard?
Is it the $1million streaking stake offered by the local radio station for the finals of the ITM Cup, or is it some deeper more primal urge?
Recently made redundant call centre manager Ron Hewett is about to find out in this seasonal romp.
The Streaker plays on the premise that most families are only two pay packets away from financial collapse. Greg Cooper’s take on this is an interesting amalgam of sitcom, panto and homo-erotic farce with some prominent ‘‘slapstick’’ applied at the end.
The ‘‘in-your-dreams’’ backdrop is a Turbos home-ground ITM Cup final against Waikato, and all the extended ‘‘bread and circuses’’ hype surrounding it.
A cast ably headed by Greg Johnson as Ron and Danielle Mason as Linda his long-suffering other half, delivers the timing and the laughs that this lightweight deliberately cliche-ridden domestic comedy demands, along with a number of satirical zingers.
Director Jeff Kingsford-Brown keeps things zipping along as the relationships between three generations of Hewetts. There’s Ron’s ex-hippie mum Llana, curmudgeonly 72-year-old dad Bill, and his two children, all defined in archetypal fashion.
Simon Leary makes the most of multiple roles to help maintain the momentum, while voice-overs from members of the local MoreFM breakfast crew build towards the game-day climax. The product sponsor announcements are worth listening out for.
The simple two-dimensional set by Oliver Morse adapts perfectly to the pace, allowing for quickfire changes of scene. With just enough social bite to pull The
Streaker beyond the slough of superficiality, the production ensures plenty of well-pitched freewheeling bare-cheeked fun to enjoy.
Greg Johnson stars in Centrepoint Theatre’s production of The Streaker.