Suitably advertised as a punk-style voyage, this is a raucous hour of cabaret, humour and profound insights into the connotations of the word ‘queer’. The company consists of Adam Robertson, Lucy Doherty and Ruby Glaskin and they perform a brave, edgy performance that will provide ample food for thought for any audience member, regardless of gender or sexuality.
It’s a messy show for sure - very rough around the edges - but therein lies in Milk’s appeal.
There’s a juxtaposition within the show however as the team begin to look into more serious pressures such as homophobia and sexism. It’s quite a telling, jarring effect when a movement sequence appears representing the homophobic assaults in Russia. Equally dark are the sexist jokes, told by the female members of the group about women, that provide an awkward amount of shocked laughter at the punch lines.
It’s a messy show for sure - very rough around the edges - but therein lies in Milk’s appeal. This isn’t polished but far the better for it. Although some of the politics may be laid on a little too hard, there’s so much to enjoy within this show that it’s forgivable. The cast are exceptionally good throughout and whilst any given vignette may be laid on a bit too thick, there’s no denying the angry passion that’s gone into the production. Self Service is a profound, liberating experience and a whole lot of gloriously camp and tacky fun.