George McEncroe is a deceiving lady when she steps on stage. Her appearance, appropriately, is that of a mother of four who’s had command of a household for years. She quickly shows she’s more than that.
That’s part of what makes her show disarming, she doesn’t stick to that persona at all. Her direct manner is unexpected, but quickly appreciated. She puts you at ease right until the point your jaw drops.
George is a gifted storyteller who the audience can relate to, and she invites everyone to laugh at her insecurities and neurosis. During her show she touches on her role as a mother, her childhood, and some of the jobs that she’s had. There’s a dying priest, some chicken pie, and even a bit of poetry reading. Have you ever wondered which Wiggle George fancies? You’ll get your answer.
Her show comes across as part comedy part therapy, as she takes you through how she developed anxieties in her life, and how she tried to shake them. In her own way, she even tries to help the audience.
I just hope my anxieties are finally put to some good use. As a bit of a warning, the festival show promises nudity, and it wasn’t wrong – during the show George bares her soul.
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