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Friday 2 November 2012

My Private Parts



 My Private Parts
Written by Deborah Thomson and Performed by Deborah Thomson and Lucy Miller
Where: The Seymour Centre, Chippendale
When: 31st October – 17th November
Tickets: $32 Adult, $27 Concession
Reviewed by Lana Hilton
You know you are in for an unusual treat when you hear over the PA system “This evening’s performance of My Private Parts will commence in 15 minutes”. Even before you have sat down you are already enjoying the performance.
Deborah Thomson tells of her incredibly bumpy journey riding the IVF fertility treatment train. This true story is written, performed, narrated and sung by Deborah herself in what is an incredibly hilarious, heartbreaking and entertaining expedition to get a bun in her oven. She is joined by Lucy Miller who is equally extravagant and both ladies have a chemistry meant for raucous amusement.
The oven in question is a microwave oven and it is one of the major props used in the performance. It has been strategically placed and built into the feature wall which is a nude picture of a glamorous lady posing provocatively, and the microwave is her crutch. This one is definitely not for the kids!
As Deborah is poked, prodded, given drugs, stuck with needles and told when to have and not have sex, we are introduced to the less romantic option of conceiving a child – IVF. My Private Parts satires the ‘unnatural’ baby-making process using original songs sung to a live band and numerous props which make you laugh and blush! Whipped cream, vacuum cleaners, real eggs and jelly babies are used in ways I will never forget; even the microwave oven gets a workout!
There are sex scenes and very dirty adult language to uplift the underlying heartbreaking voyage couples go through. Deborah has lived through it all and her memories of robotic doctors, nosey nurses, early morning injections, depressing phone calls and failing procedures are brutally brought to the surface and performed with bravery and commitment. You learn a lot about IVF and although it is in a light-hearted manner; the rejection and failure that couples are faced with is always simmering below the surface.
This uproarious production is a must-see piece within the 2012 Reginald Season and you would be doing yourself a great disservice if you pass it by.