Melbourne theatre, musical and dance reviews

It’s pretty rich, after millennia of being denied the privilege by folks who would rather persecute us or pretend we didn’t exist, for us queers to be told we’re not doing marriage properly. Especially when so many of our gatekeepers seem thoroughly miserable, trapped in their rigid interpretation or racing towards the 40 per cent divorce club. Australian Open, by For Love Nor Money playwright Angus Cameron, smashes this hypocrisy right in the double fault. Sounds deuce-y. Who’s involved? Playing at Theatre Works as part of the queer arts cornucopia that is the Midsumma Festival, Australian Open stars a beautifully matched Sebastian Li and Eddie Orton as Felix and Lucas, a loved-up couple who certainly push each other’s buttons. The former is a teeny bit high drama/maintenance and is smarting at turning 31. Felix kinda wanted a quiet night in all to themselves, especially as Lucas just lost to Roger Federer in Melbourne’s grand slam and is suddenly way more available. Alas, Lucas’ parents, Belinda and Pete, have crashed the party.  As played by the magnificently arch Jane Montgomery Griffiths and an adorably chipper Alec Gilbert, the ‘rentals consider themselves proud allies, even if they do have a habit of air-quoting the gay away. But when the lads let slip that they’ve no intention of closing off their open relationship if and when they marry, mum and dad can’t quite cope with this new information. While we’re on curveballs, this heated rivalry is keenly observed from...

Once upon a December night in Melbourne, the polished production of Anastasia finally made its long-awaited Australian premiere at the Regent Theatre. As a fan of the 20th Century Fox Animation film of the same name, I was excited to see this seminal work from my childhood come to life on the grandest of stages. A sweeping tale of adventure, romance and finding your way back home, Anastasia feels destined to deliver theatrical magic. And in many ways it does – the costuming, particularly the opulent ball gowns and Russian court-style ‘fits, are gorgeous. The songs, catchy in the film, are given real oomph with the backing of a ten-strong orchestra. And the charming cast is undeniably talented. But – spoiler alert! – this is not a wholly faithful adaptation, with the most notable change being the erasure of the deliciously wicked Rasputin (justice for the criminally underrated banger ‘In the Dark of the Night’). Here, he’s been replaced by Gleb (Joshua Robson) a Bolshevik general who develops conflicted feelings for our titular heroine, but doesn’t quite incite the same fear as the original, supernaturally-gifted animated villain. What’s the premise of Anastasia? Offering a romanticised take on Russia’s last imperial dynasty, the Romanovs (heavy on the romanticised part – this is by no means a historically accurate take on the infamously unpopular family), Anastasia follows the story of Anya, a young street sweeper with a convenient case of amnesia. With rumours swirling...

It's been seen by more than a million people on Broadway and many more on the West End, and now the Tony Award-winning MJ the Musical is heading to Her Majesty's Theatre in Melbourne. Centred around the making of his 1992 Dangerous World Tour, MJ the Musical features more than 25 of Michael Jackon’s biggest pop hits set to show-stopping dance numbers, including ‘Beat It’, ‘Smooth Criminal’, ‘Man In The Mirror’ and ‘Thriller’. MJ the Musical is showing at Her Majesty's Theatre until March 1, 2026. For more information and to book tickets, head to the website. *** Time Out Sydney reviewed MJ the Musical when it played at Sydney's Lyric Theatre in March. Read on for that three-star review:   If you’re of a certain age, you have history (HIStory, perhaps?) with Michael Jackson. I remember getting ‘Thriller’ on cassette as a kid. Dangerous was one of the first CDs I ever owned. I remember seeing the extended music video for ‘Thriller’ on VHS, which came packaged with a behind-the-scenes documentary. One woman, cornered for a quick vox pop at one of the filming locations, asserted that she loved Jackson because he was “down to earth”, which is darkly hilarious in hindsight.  Down to earth? The press called him “wacko Jacko” – we all did. He slept in a hyperbaric chamber. He owned the Elephant Man’s skeleton. His skin kept getting paler, his nose thinner. What a weird guy! Was any of it true? Hard to say. Even today, when a careless tweet is like a drop of blood in a shark tank...