Fiona O’Loughlin tells us that she hails
from the largest Irish Catholic family in Australia.
The comings and goings of these various family members form
the basis of this show. She
says she doesn’t have to write her show, she just waits for it to
happen. O’Loughlin is
unique in that she doesn’t narrow her mockery to the older members
of her family, she’s perfectly willing to throw her own children
in there as well. Judging
the material she presents here it’s fair to say that she’ll
never make mother of the year.
O’Loughlin is like the funniest friend
you could hope to have, honest upfront and witty.
She giggles her delivery but this does nothing to sweeten the
bite of her humour. She
makes you laugh despite yourself.
She makes no apologies for being lazy or for lacking the
motherly nurturing gene, and her comedy is all the better for it.
The finale of her show is a particular highlight as she
recreates a letter she sent to her sister after being subject to a
partner imposed phone ban. This
particular segment has the audience practically falling from their
seats.
If you like your comedy sharp then
O’Loughlin’s particular brand of antipodean humour is one you
should seek out.
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