It’s erotic, it’s untamed and it’s outright raucous. Medusa is a ingenious take on the classic gorgon tale, emulating the troubles of a contemporary star who just happens to have a snakes for hair and a gaze that turns men into a shadow of themselves. Except their penises have just dropped off and then subsequently used for bowling pins – this show is wild.
Medusa is sitting in her cave at the end of the Earth, licking her lips, singing her heart out and quite often threatening to cut your dick off. She is played off as a misunderstood American teen who has embraced her serpent-like appearance, but still likes to shake her tits around at the unsuspecting audience. Her cave was like a boudoir and lends itself to her feasting, her murdering and her punk-rock concerts. Whilst plugging her EP that included a classic hit about being a “minotaur whore”, the mythic monster is ‘interviewed’ and played by Elf Lyons who encapsulates the role with a masterful touch of comedic energy. The award winning comedian is in perfect command of her violent yet sexual demeanour as Medusa, and uses this brash juxtaposition throughout, to great effect.
The one woman show never has a dull moment and it’s not hard to see why. Lyons works incredibly hard in bringing to life the notorious and snake-haired femme fatale. The production is beautifully unpredictable and consistently leaves you wondering what she could possibly do next. Unfortunately some fruit and veg was harmed in the production, and this was to ensure I understand what it sounds like when my testicles fall off after being turned to stone. Each and every scene has something new, it’s hands on, its chaotic and it’s definitely messy – but in a good way.
The fourth wall is broken often with anecdotal references and the audience are encouraged to participate with the fairly responsive Medusa. The slapstick and in-your-face dick jokes are plentiful, but not over the top, and the clever whimsical quips make you grin like a excitable child.
Obviously, the loud-mouthed and cocksure Medusa isn’t for everyone. You better be ready for a profanity filled, sexualised tit-fest that isn’t afraid to get down and dirty with the touchy subjects. Yet, behind this persona of monstrosity, there’s a calming layer of relatability and humanity. There’s an idea that we all can hold such hatred behind our tranquil exteriors – and we’re all afraid that one day we might let it out, and be labelled a monster.
Medusa tells the tale of a beautiful young girl, furious at how her life has been turned into a bloodcurdling horror. The humour is extravagant yet punchy and reimagines the myth with buckets fulls of emotion. No wonder Elf enjoys performing the show so much, because it is an absolute pleasure to be a witness to it.
Last chance to see Medusa is 13 October at NS Theatres