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A couple confront impending death with bawdy humour and burgeoning sadness in Ridiculusmus’s unsettling two-hander, set in a future cursed by eternal life without eternal youth.
The libidinous 120 year olds amble, splutter and fart their way towards the luscious golf course in the sky. Amid daily rounds of coffee, call centres and cat food, this paper-fine portrait oozes with the positivity of elderhood and good deaths.
Ridiculusmus have been making shows for over 25 years and are masters of inquisitive, darkly humorous and physical work that takes a sideways look at big questions.
★★★★ ‘A darkly funny descent into old age.’ The Guardian
'Savage humour and great empathy.' The Stage
'One of our most refreshingly provocative theatre companies.’ Time Out
'Somewhere between Beckett and Monty Python.' Sydney Morning Herald
Top image: Bryony Jackson
