I’m usually a smash it out, one-draft kind of girl. I’m generally quite fast when it comes to typing out reviews, essays, and the odd Facebook status if I’m feeling adventurous – bash the keyboard, spill some coffee on it and BAM, it’s done.
But not today.
Today I’m hesitant. I’m gently caressing the QWERTY buttons and in turn am taking way too long at getting any electronic work done.
And it’s Alice Pearce’s fault.
It is Alice Pearce’s fault that I’m currently considering the personal emotions of one of my most used devices.
An original piece both written and performed by Alice Pearce, Out of Order showcases the personality and stories of a number of defect machines and appliances. How often have you sat at a traffic light, tapping the steering wheel impatiently because your light has stayed red for three sequences in a row? Pearce’s show will reveal to you that maybe it’s not just bad luck, maybe it’s actually because the teenage girls in the car next to you are singing the 1998 hit C’est la Vie and it just happens to be your traffic lights favourite B*witched song of that year; so if he wants to stay red a tiny bit longer because he’s had a damn long day, he will thank you very much.
Out of Order is set in a warehouse containing various appliances that in moments of human-like pent up emotion, have acted in a way that resulted in them being labelled OUT OF ORDER, and removed from their respective intended environments. Prompted by a young garbage woman and environmental science university graduate, the uses and backstories of several machines are revealed.
Other than the hilarious puns that are used to reveal what each object actually is, the other primary highlight of Out of Orderis Pearce’s voice range and physicality. In portraying each machine, Pearce goes from hunched over with a voice reminiscent of Anna Faris memorising names in The House Bunny, to straight-backed with the voice of a 2010 Justin Bieber in seconds. With a run time of about an hour and, as far as I can tell, no water breaks, this is a seriously impressive feat.
Witty, original and seriously relatable, Out of Order is an entertaining presentation of the objects we constantly take for granted. Marred only by the hubbub of The Classic directly above the theatre, Alice Pearce held my attention from start to finish with her comical interpretations of various everyday devices. Described as “Toy Story with appliances”, if you’ve ever engaged with faulty machine (so yes, everyone) then Out of Order will not disappoint.
Tickets for Out of Order are available from now until this Saturday here.