Over eighty can-I-laugh-any-more-or-will-my-face-fall-off minutes, Tom Sainsbury’s latest play – My London Sojourn – tells the story of (wait for it) his London sojourn. And as in the tradition of Kiwis’ tales of ‘The Big OE’, it IS full of existential angst, hope and despair, but perhaps not quite in the way you might expect.
Sainsbury wrote and directed this play, as per, but this time he also takes to the stage, as Tom Sainsbury: as a version of himself that is disarming, charming, and wildly idiotic. It’s parody, of course, that he does so well, and this play hones the Sainsbury aesthetic to an hilariously serrated knife-edge. He manages to pastiche the pastiche of the New Zealander abroad; by borrowing heavily from that zeitgeist of navel-gazing, self-deprecating comedy we do OH so well he achieves an almost post-post-modern performance that both nods to its predecessors and scorns them. “Come and see my latest play, in the style of Flight of the Conchords and Lord of the Rings…” he and his producer shout from a street corner in Soho.
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Tags: K-Road, Kiwi, London, Martyn Wood, Nic Sampson, Roberto Nascimento, Serena Cotton, Stephanie Lee, Te Karanga Gallery, theatre, Tom Sainsbury









