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FILLER SERVES A FEAST OF COMEDY SPICED WITH SENTIMENT
AUSTRALIAN JEWISH NEWS, SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA
November 27, 2005
FILLER UP! REVIEW, ENSEMBLE THEATRE
by Pete Morrison, Theatre Critic
Before
Deb Filler's latest one-woman show opened at the Ensemble,
the theatre was already warning the public to book now, the
season almost sold out. Good advice. Filler on a previous
Sydney stint enjoyed packed houses with her Punch
Me in the Stomach at the Belvoir Street Theatre; and
Filler Up! has wowed 'em
in Edinburgh, London, Toronto, Auckland, Washington and Berlin.
It will tour Canada next year.
The new show is 80 minutes of delightfully
Jewish comedy which also has universal appeal. Basically,
it is about overweightness, overeating and unsuccessful attempts
to cure the malady. The material ranges through snippets of
the lives and often hilariously funny idiosyncrasies of characters
Deb has been involved with (well, part fact, part fiction)
and their impact on her life, particularly in New Zealand
and America.
Filler is a brilliant writer (she scripted
this show along with Lowry Marshall, also an accomplished
director). And as a performer she is nothing short of great,
with an almost uncanny talent for accents, speaking styles
and visual characterisation. As herself she appears to be
a warm and engaging but untheatrical person with just a hint
of New Zilland vowel sounds. Necessarily for this show, she
is of ample but not unattractive figure. You accept uncritically
that she has a long history of battling bulges, out of which
come many of the laughs.
There is a cornucopia of added ingredients
to Filler Up!, including the ploy of baking a challah in a
microwave and offering it to the audience when she is through
talking, acting and (even) singing.
And there is a rich Jewish flavour to the whole show. It is
packed with keen observation and more than a little caricaturing,
but also it is served with wholesome, neither cloying nor
overly sentimentalised sauces of family values, along with
revelatory glimpses of her father's Holocaust and post liberation
experiences.
The show is deftly directed by Eda Holmes,
with minimal but essential use of props. Tim Mascall's lighting
design is likewise enhancing, but unobtrusive.
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