An extremely thoughtful review of the Melbourne production of Fatboy by Alison Croggon:
It's the kind of play which makes you laugh all the way through, and leaves you with a kind of bracing blackness. Its absurdity and grotesqueness cut through cant and piety, and brutally reveal how bad things are. Because they really are as bad as all that. Probably worse. The laughter makes it possible to see it, albeit briefly; human beings, as the poet once said, cannot bear very much reality.
You can read the whole thing at www.theatrenotes.blogspot.com
And then go and get out into that sunshine.