This show isn’t intended to be easy viewing; from the very start, we see the performer, Katy, in a loop of video, nude in her bedroom, panning around the space. When the performance begins, she is laying on the floor of the white stage, in front of the screen, with a microphone. A clever play between the recorded Katy and the live in front of us Katy sets a tone for a funny performance that won’t take itself too seriously.
It continues with some truly delightful and funny moments, and some really challenging moments, and quite a lot of failure in performance. It was interspersed, however, with some fairly graphic moments projected up on the big screen, which I struggled to connect with the rest of what was happening in the story. Furthermore, it was never made clear why the performer was naked, or what purpose this served. Which is fine, but for me in the particular circumstance of performance (particularly female solo performance) this double objectification needs to have a purpose.
All in all, while there were some fantastic moments, and some that really made me think, the production as a whole (in this new version) felt undercooked — a lot of great ideas, but just missing that link that would pull them all together, giant poop video and all.