Brister presents an hour’s whistle stop tour on the nature of privilege, and how we can stop it creating ‘total bell ends’. Her recent foray into parenthood, with the birth of her twin boys, is the framing of the performance as she delves boldly into amusing anecdotes of child rearing. Brister’s refreshing take on this avoids the usual cliches of tired, frustrated parents bewailing their lives lost, and rather considers the all important issue of how to avoid raising ‘two little Joffreys’.
An hour of provocative repartee which will make you laugh, make you think, and make you want to change the world
Brister launches into this hour of incessant righteous indignation and humour, tackling heady issues like pornography, human rights and labiaplasty surgery with natural wit and aplomb, each sentiment smothered in satire which stops it feeling too serious, though never failing to hit the mark. Brister’s concerns are valid - in a world where people are holidaying in Dubai, parents have replaced parenting with placating, and the political right gains traction, she has started the war on gammon by banning Peppa Pig from her home. It’s a start, right? And as we are regaled with anecdotes on the structural privilege her children enjoy, compared to the privilege she experiences, we can totally relate to her liberal bent.
The audience are enthralled with Brister, this forty something dressed like a teenage boy, and there is rarely a quiet moment in this fast paced hour. Particular highlights of the show are the skit on Toby Young, and Brister’s faux condemnation of white heterosexual men - ‘the worst kind of people’. Brister has a natural stage presence, together with elasticated facial expressions and a perpetual air of incredulity which get us all on board her train of thought. An hour of provocative repartee which will make you laugh, make you think, and make you want to change the world.
