Review: Zombie the Musical

I had to travel deep into Eastern parts of Sydney, an adventure that required changing trains more than once and finding myself in a land where real estate ceases to be merely horribly expensive and becomes priced beyond human comprehension. The tiny Hayes Theatre describes itself as “home for music theatre and cabaret in Sydney” and given its location and my normal lack of interest in musical theatre, I’ve never been there before nor even knew of its existence. Still, a new comedy-horror musical was tempting enough to make me venture into parts unknown. https://hayestheatre.com.au/event/zombie-the-musical/

Aside from the obvious element of the living dead, the zombie genre typically involves a disparate group of people whose true characters are revealed when faced with the shambling dead and the collapse of social norms. Frequently, this may include being trapped inside a building while hungry corpses roam outside. In the case of Zombie the Musical, the building is a community theatre and the group of people are an amateur dramatic group. Can they defeat the zombie hordes with only the power of musical theatre? No…but they can try.

The show starts off with the hapless cast rehearsing their production of “It’s a Musical! (The Musical!)” with requisite sailors singing about the wonders of New York. In reality, the cast is a mix of a not-so-bright leading man whose acting career is magically failing upwards, a leading woman sick of playing two-dimensional characters, an ageing actress whose career is effectively over and a perpetual understudy with genuine talent but no chance of ever becoming a professional. Outside it is Sydney 1999 and people are worried about Y2K and excited about the Olympics coming in 2000. The tone is set with broad parodies about musicals and the sexism of the theatre industry (especially circa the 1990s).

The world of musicals begins breaking down when the leading man quits and the news on the radio warns of a rapidly spreading infection. Will there even be an audience for their opening night? Rapidly, things take a turn for the worst as the infection is revealed to be a virus that turns people into violent cannibalistic monsters. Ghouls, not zombies, explains the theatre’s stage manager, who luckily is the one person who knows what genre the characters now find themselves in.

This whole thing was genuinely funny throughout. Successful parodies require a genuine love of and understanding of the genres parodied and the show commits to both musicals and zombie movies while playing up the inherent silliness of both. The ghouls (not zombies) get to dance and sing to and each character has to face their inner selves as the world outside descends into (musical) chaos.

I had a really great time.

On You Tube there’s a video of the two central characters singing the key song from just before things shift from musical to horror. Felicity, the aspiring leading lady sings about her frustration with the roles she has to play and wishes for (in a foreshadowing pun) a more “meaty part”:


8 responses to “Review: Zombie the Musical”

  1. We just saw a production of Jerry Springer: The Opera which was both cringe-inducing and sidesplittingly funny.
    It was in large part the juxtaposition of the horrible lowest common denominator cultural phenomenon with the “high culture” constructs of opera that made it so entertaining.

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  2. I really like these musicals that use the form in very different (and often meta) ways. All singing, all dancing, all laughing, all WTF.

    I enjoy everything from big Broadway touring shows to am-dram, which I used to be heavily into. About 30 years ago, I had a moderately-large part in “Rocky and Bullwinkle”, where I was NOT a cartoon. It was written as a musical but it was so much trouble simply keeping the kids rounded up that before I joined, the songs were all wisely axed. No way could those kids could have done choreography and singing. Summer family theatre at its finest. Our original sound effects guy, who was ‘eh’, said the name of The Scottish Play in the theater during a rehearsal, and myself and the stage manager gasped, then ducked outside to perform the ritual. The director didn’t want to make a big deal about the superstition in front of the kids, but we weren’t taking any chances. The guy promptly came down with chicken pox (much mocking since we’d had the vax for years!) and his much more talented brother did the job.

    I don’t know if the budget (and my tolerance for indoor crowds in winter) will stretch to the upcoming local stop of BTTF: The Musical.

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    • You might be amused by my latest costume project (for the Costume-Con 42 Historical masquerade on March 31). The build diary is accessible from twistedimage.com/closet/build-diaries

      There is an anti-spoiler password (I know too many of the likely judges) but it is spelled out right there on the page.

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      • I’m so sorry I won’t be able to see it IRL, but I will enjoy the pictures. You are correct, I’m already amused.

        If the rest of you ever get a chance to see Kevin onstage doing masquerade costuming, GO. It’s always a delightful experience which I’m glad I’ve been able to over the decades.

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  3. That looks so FUN! Loved the clip! Since I migrated to Oz, my experience with live performance has been: Miss Saigon, Disney on Ice, the Edinburgh Military Tattoo, and my kids’ turns on stage during primary school. All quite enjoyable in their own way.

    Potts Point is, for sure, the type of suburb where the Sydney Harbour lunch-cruise director will point out especially gaudy mansions along the foreshore, and announce which celebrity owns them and what stupidly large sums they paid for them.

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    • Yeah – I’m still really ignorant about a lot of Sydney – particularly the posh bits! I know the Kings Cross area had a long reputation for being seedy but I think that’s all be gentrified away once you get away from the main road

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      • My in-laws used to do their big weekly shop on a Tuesday. Back in the 90s when the roads were not so congested, we’d go all over the place: Marrickville, Bankstown, Hurstville, Liverpool, Cronulla-Sutherland, even Wollongong on occasion. Inevitably, certain areas had a troubled reputation. Kings Cross as you mentioned, Redfern & Cabramatta too as I recall. Not that I ever spent much time in those places! And there are still huge swathes of metro Sydney (especially north of the Parramatta River) that I’m unfamiliar with to this day.

        Quite right that the atmosphere can change dramatically as you walk away from the main drag. The time of day (or night) can make a big difference as well.

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