Amanda Muggleton: one-woman show
Christine Forbes, David Cannell, Monica Raven and Erin Haebich. Photo: Lyn Mills
What was it that sparked a new found interest in book clubs? Technology has us Kindle-ing our way through must read downloads from Amazon at cheap as chips prices, but such readers are surely banned at a book club?
Love affairs with books, indeed, the feel of a book is almost primal and much better at the beach than any tablet. But it’s the actual group gathering thing that is intriguing and this gives members a chance to spruik their opinions without pretending intellectual superiority. Amanda Muggleton as Deborah in her one-woman show The Book Club delves into not just the club phenomenon but gives us a cast of characters that are so real.
She talks in pairings of people and the books they’d read so we can judge them by that. She details the food and drinks at each of the member’s home hostings and that soupcon of competition with the desserts and snacks members have to bring.
And to the delight of the audience Muggleton slips in and out of character with asides, fluffs and hilarity when her actions speak louder than any words. And she seeks advice. As if she’s going to take any notice.
‘‘Don’t do it’’ we want to yell, but it all comes apart at the seams when fantasy becomes reality and you know there’s going to be tears before any bedtime story can turn this back to safe ground as we all live a little vicariously through her dalliance.
Muggleton is a tour de force. She’s a bundle of energy and enthusiasm and this play updated for 2013 with such current bestsellers as The Slap and Fifty Shades of Grey, has been around for a few years and is an ideal vehicle for her talents. And she gets to keep her kit on even though one advertising poster would have you think otherwise.