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‘You are bound to laugh your arse off.’ Three Weeks 'Genuine acting talent. Especially impressive.' The List ‘Highly talented.’ Time Out 'Wonderfully written one woman sketch show... A talented young actress who has created a wonderfully varied collection of sketches and characters which had me giggling to myself throughout.’ Chortle ‘Laugh out loud comedy. Downright silly. Superb.’ insidecomedy 'Talented... wonderfully written... wonderfully varied... had me giggling throughout.' Chortle 'Surreal... I have been a Fringe attendee for nearly twenty years now and yet this is the first time I have experienced a show ending like this.' One 4review Sketch & the City Time Out Critics’ Choice and LondonLite Must see! Full article from The Stage: Hollywould ...But Doesn't Think She'll Bother Deliberately naive and brutal comedy which breaks all the rules but still succeeds. Holly Burn approaches her comedy with the lightest of hearts and it pays off in this 40 minutes of free-formed silliness. Using a naive, brutalist approach, she creates a series of character-based sketches which start off with her driving to the gig. Having knocked a dog over on and guiltily dumped it in the boot of her car, she morfs into the dog - a bluff Northern English speaking lover of Tolstoy - and then into the dog's owner. On the way she breaks all the rules of successful comedy. Thebadmime of the drive and the dog owner's eye-patch which falls off continually should be embarrassing, but are hilariously done. So too, are the clunky costume changes.Her way of extending moments of longueur within the show she is supposedly there to perform are even more dangerous - leaning over audience members and breathing heavily down the backs of their necks. After which the finale, in which she takes the audience out into the street to look at the memorial to said, dead pooch, seems a doddle. The whole thing works because Burn is never apologetic or reticent about her presentation. She positively revels in her own naive charm and lets it be just that. Article from The Scotsman: Sell us your show: Hollywould... 'Hello Holly, what's this we hear about a dog shrine in your show? Well, let me explain what happens in the show and that will help explain the shrine business. What happens is, I come on as me, Holly. I'm driving to my show but I'm running late and bang into something. I get out of the car and I realise it's a dog I've knocked over, so I put it in the boot and then I arrive at my show. Then it turns out the dog isn't actually dead, he's backstage causing all sorts of problems. In the end he stops the show going ahead – it's supposed to be a show about Russian folklore. Then I come on as the dog. Then Holly comes back with a gun in her hand – she's out to shoot the dog because the dog's given a tip-off to the police. So basically, in the end, there's no show. The dog ends up getting killed by Holly. The dog's owner finds the dog's ears. Then she sings a song. OK. Sounds good. What kind of dog are we talking about here? He's a gruff, Geordie dog called Peanut whose wife's a lap-dancer. She works at Spearmint Fido's. She does a lapdance for someone in the audience for money. Sorry, this is getting a bit long-winded, isn't it?No, no, it's fine, carry on. So then the dog's owner comes on with blood on her hands to tell the audience her dog's been killed and then she sings a song dedicated to her dog entitled Beagle in the Breeze – like Candle in the Wind but with different lyrics. And then she says: "I want to show you all the shrine I've erected to my dog – a memorial of him". So I take my audience down the stairs and out onto the street.Remind me where your show is again? I'm at the Counting House on West Nicholson Street. So I take them all out onto the street. I've got a loud-hailer and an eye patch on my eye – I look like a nutter – and they follow me down ther stairs, along the road and to the end of the street and there's a PDSA charity shop. There's a window there with all this special memorabilia just for dogs: china dogs, plates with dogs on them, dog pictures, fluffy dogs, all sorts of stuff.Sorry – PDSA – is that some sort of animal welfare charity? Yeah – for pets who need vets, I think. And their window's perfect for my show. My audiences always come with me. It's just two minutes down the road. When I get there I get out the loudhailer and start telling people "I'm mourning the loss of my dead dog, he was killed tragically today". So the real Holly's done a runner by this point has she? Yeah, Holly's done a runner. She's long gone.’ Also from The Scotsman: A brand new venture, the Five Pound Fringe, which will see more than 70 shows with tickets priced at just £5, has been backed by major venues like the Assembly Rooms, Pleasance and Gilded Balloon. Acts include Mark Watson, Trevor Lock, Robin Ince, and Holly Burn, who will be staging her show in her Edinburgh flat. |
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