Rhona Cameron
Melbourne International Comedy Festival
Melbourne Town Hall 7pm until April 20, 1997
Review3ed by Kate Herbert around 2 April 1997
Rhona Cameron is as cute as a
button. She bobs about on stage gently joking about being short, being drunk,
being teased about being Scottish, being jet-lagged in Melbourne.
Cameron is not a belly-laugh
comic, which is a great relief after twelve shows in a week. Her material has
broad appeal. She jabs at stuck up shop assistants and her new obsession with
the gym, which followed giving up drinking.
Much of her material is about
what a strange child she was, which it is evident in her "haunting
eyes".
Her relationship with her
mother and her miserable, lonely childhood going to caravan camp both take a
beating.
She muses over drunken males
who flash their genitalia about at parties and wonders why it's not the done
thing for women to do the same to celebrate a big night out.
At the end of her set, she
slips in the fact that she's a lesbian. It is a terrific trick for an audience
who might think, "That's not like my life. I refuse to relate." She has them on side already and it is a
delightful strategy for levelling the audience and interrupting the silly
prejudice of the ill informed.
We're all the same, she wants
to say. Lesbians are just other people with other partners.
Cameron is a charming and
engaging comic with some sweet material. I liked her a lot.
KATE HERBERT
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