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FILLER UP!
Review by Lenny Ann Low
Sydney Morning Herald
November 28, 2005
ENSEMBLE THEATRE, SYDNEY AUSTRALIA
Deb Filler's funny and affecting semi-autobiographical
show is the perfect counter to what regularly, and
wearily, passes for reality entertainment.
Here is a tale, full of life and inspired
by one woman's struggle to find and accept herself, that truly
draws the audience in like guests at a family slideshow.
On a simply set stage, featuring a fridge,
an oven, a table and a stool, Filler tells and sings her story
while baking a loaf of challah
bread to her late father's recipe. As she recalls
her childhood, the dough is wrapped and cradled like a baby.
Later, it is punched, pushed and pinched
as a metaphor for Filler's embattled emotions and self-worth
in the past.
Born, literally, in her Jewish family's
bakery in New Zealand, Filler recalls how her hankerings for
fresh bread from the oven and incessant serves of fattening
food at home inspired her battle with weight, self-consciousness
and worth.
We meet, through Filler's skillful characterisations,
her loving, ever-dieting mother, her voluble and neurotic
sister, her straight-talking Long Island-based Aunt Vippy
and her diet-spa liberator-lover Cherie.
Her beloved father, who survived the concentration
camps only to bake bread with his former German captors to
ward off starvation, may be the most significant of Filler's
characterisations. His chiding of Filler and her mother for
being overweight, paired with his dislike of food wastage,
unintentionally sparks Filler's long-term struggle with self-love
and life fulfilment.
Apart from her warm and confident connection
with the audience, Filler's great skill is her characterisations
of, and conversations with, these significant people. She
is a brilliant observer and her personifications, which include
a drunk, a patronising boyfriend and an endearing portrait
of her naive, love-struck teenage self, are powerfully nuanced.
This is warm, life-affirming theatre and
the baking process, which ultimately lets the audience savour
pieces of hot bread, is a perfect metaphor for Filler's life
journey and method of storytelling. At fleeting moments Filler
still seemed to be finding her stride in the Ensemble's environs,
but at all times her extraordinary tale made this absorbing
theatre.
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