Heading to the bottom of The Victoria Hotel is a somewhat weird experience. You’re in this dark room, with all kinds of spookiness looking to burst out of you. But really all that bursts out is delightful Becky Lucas with a charm and wit that lights up the room. Lucas captures people’s attention for her 50 minutes in Little Bitch with all kinds of tales of attitude and a new, fresh feeling which I can’t put my finger on.
While there could be an element of hipster-ness to her thoughts on relationships and stories, she is certainly downright funny. There are times when she is crude and weird, with the most amount of self-deprecation that you can know. Lucas callbacks with great efficiency and delight. Her set goes really smoothly with a tone that works with an interesting personality.
There are stories about teachers, ex-boyfriends and internet fiends that give a real cool journal-like quality inner story. It could be a teenager on stage telling us that all this, but it was coming from a grown-up adult and there is something really endearing about all that.
Overall, Lucas’s show is refreshing and has a small slight amount of agitated whimsy… if that can really be classified as a thing.
Becky Lucas’s Little Bitch is on at The Victoria Hotel until April 23rd as part of the Melbourne International Comedy Festival. More info here.
The reviewer attended the show on April 5th.