In a galaxy far away in outer space, an underground cabaret club dedicated to plastic coated pleasures is the target of an unidentified serial killer. The victims? A repertoire of second rate cabaret artists. The hallmark of the crime? A sequinned sling-back stiletto impaled in the chest. The solution? A call to the inter-galactic crime crusaders dedicated to justice, the sisterhood, and the power of disco: the force is with you...
And now you can share it too! Just pull out the PVC, a sprinkling of glitter and leave those inhibitions at home, and youll be a Fetish Number from Nowhere in no time at all. Thats if the Space Vixens have anything to do with it. Discovered in orbit at the Edinburgh Fringe, this star show has been in ascension ever since its explosive arrival in Edinburgh in 1995, currently enjoying a solar position in the West End. A glam-rock musical, Saucy Jacks and the Space Vixens is an outrageous, flamboyant show, a celebration of girl power and individual freedom.
Written by twenty-something Charlotte Mann, the style is high-camp, cliches abound, and the smothering of best of British innuendo would do the Carry On team proud. Queer theatre and feminism interrelate with unsubtle allusions to cult hits such as Gloria Gaynors anthem to female independence, I will survive, injecting a dose of postmodern intertextuality into this spoof murder mystery. The setting is a futuristic cabaret dive located on planet Frottage III, complete with a live on-stage rock band. Enter sinister owner Jack...Saucy Jack, played with sleazy sexiness by David Schofield, one of an array of outrageous characters including transvestite, Booby, and the raunchy Chesty Prospects who let it all hang out at the dive. The trio of glamourous crime-fighting Space Vixens clad in catsuits and platform thigh-high Glitter Boots prove they are a cut above the average space girl. Daniel Wexler memorably turns up the sax appeal with his noteworthy performance as Sammy Saxs. Energetically the cast belt out the disco-inspired anthems to love, liberty and the pursuit of fetishes, as they gyrate and even strip (special credit to Mark Oxtobys bare-faced cheek as Mitch) enthusiastically round the stage.
True to the spirit of cliches that infuses Charlotte Manns writing, in the end somewhere out there, there is someone for everyone: boy gets girl and the crime is solved, but it is the fulfilment of the other possible scenarios that exist between a cast of three guys and three girls, that makes for a closing parody of exemplary political correctness.
Now showing at the Queens Theatre, Shaftesbury Avenue. Box office: 0171 494 5040
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