The feisty fire-headed pocket rocket Susan Murray is here to reveal the breadth and depth of just who possesses membership to the
A friendly low-brow hour of free comedy.
It’s worth pointing out that Susan’s definition of exactly what a fuckwit is sits somewhere between an idiot and a nasty piece of work. Performing a stupid and self-defeating action can earn you membership as much as being a racist jerk to someone. Susan walks us through the various manifestations of fuckwittery; from the badly dressed fuckwits, to the fuckwits you’re related to, to driving fuckwits, to online fuckwits and beyond. It appears that there are many ways to join the club. Murray augments her performance with a slideshow of some master-level fuckwits; for demonstration. Murray has clearly spent a lot of time observing and recording the way of the fuckwit.
Murray invites us to recognise that we’re all fuckwits on some level. She seeks examples from the crowd of some of the most fuckwitted things we may have done. At the end of the show Murray awards an audience member the coveted title of lead fuckwit.
Murray’s delivery is conversational and amiable. She handled multiple technical hitches in the show well. There’s a lot of herself in the show and the audience was appreciative. In terms of jokes; the show was a bit of a mixed bag. There were a few surprise gems that caught unawares. However there were just as many shock jokes that didn’t quite carry enough wit to justify them, for example, bringing up the Holocaust. Offend away, but make it worthwhile. Murray’s efforts to engage various audience members by impersonating the accents from their home countries was not particularly skilful and definitely appealed to the lowest common denominator in the room. Having said that, the audience was more than appreciative.
