When Women Wee: the title says it all. It’s short and sweet, harshly accurate, and comically blunt, which perfectly describes this new show from Rachel Hirons.
Set in a ladies bathroom at a very mainstream night club playing pop tunes long forgotten and once treasured, you will witness every type of girl you’ve ever met, enjoying or trying to enjoy their weekend night out. There's the birthday girl who’s had a little too much to drink and is epitomising “it’s my birthday and I’ll cry if I want to”; the young mother faking freedom; the underage drinker; the outcast; the pretty posh girl and, finally, that group of friends who are so different, yet still close.
My favourites among them were the pair of underage drinkers, whose intense and hyperactive entrance was so accurate I almost cried with laughter. You are sure to find your own favourites out of the array (around 25 characters) portrayed by this group of talented ladies, exiting as one character and entering, moments later, in another classy (!) outfit, as a new misfit, with apparent ease and focus. There were a few forgivable accent wobbles that made the dialogue lose its momentum and a couple of unbelievable moments (a shewee, really?!) but the giggles, titters and chuckles never stopped. The most notable laughter was that from the few men in the audience, often accompanied by a gasp or an “oh my God!”
There was an attempt to create a heartfelt moment, as a friend spills the beans on her pathetic life to the rather slutty friend (we all have one) in the next cubicle, but it fails a little, despite the truthful subject matter. Many a woman (and a man, at that) could quite easily find herself (or himself) in a single/career-going-nowhere/hiding-from-your-old-school-friends rut that is never-ending and heart wrenching but I was disappointed that the incredibly talented writer felt she needed to do more than simply illustrate this dilemma. I already felt for the poor girl (one of the multiple characters played by the delightful Emily Wallis) without her situation having to be spelled out during this rather misplaced scene.
Amy Revelle was my highlight of the night, inspiring some of my more eye-watering laughs and never failing to bring each new character to that bathroom entrance with a flourish without underplaying a single one.
There wasn’t a storyline per se, but a few tales interwoven to create a blanket of feminine urges, flaws and genius. I felt much empathy for a few of the characters (the birthday girl – poor sod) and unashamedly guffawed at the misgivings of others (ever wrapped yourself up with toilet paper in the middle of a night out? No?). This show is fun, fun, fun though quite short so makes the perfect pre-night-out theatre piece before you embark on your own drunken bathroom adventures. This show aims to “ease the pressures that society can create resulting in a 'Them and Us' mentality” and bringing your bloke along to When Women Wee is sure to ease the pressure of having to explain why your eyes are tear-stained but you've still had a really good night.