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CREEPY BOYS: SLUGS

★★★★★

Edinburgh Festival Fringe

CREEPY BOYS: SLUGS

Edinburgh Festival Fringe

★★★★★

“Pretty much every moment of this show is laugh-out-loud hilarious”

A part-techno-punk concert, part projector-screen-puppet-show run by perhaps the sweatiest, funniest, and unapologetically existential performers at fringe? You won’t be able to get enough of. Unless you are in the front row. Slugs by Creepy Boys is the niche absurdist fun/breakdown you have been looking for: and nothing can persuade me otherwise. This show is a deeply clever interrogation of discovering what nothing means for us in an era of an overwhelming something, everything, all at once.

Packed full of ew-inducing clowning (in the best way) and hilarious surrealist comedy, Slugs is a fantastically queer story of considering what can be done in the face of everything that’s awful and terrifying about the world right now, starting at your own front door. Performers S. E. Grummett and Sam Kruger pull together a masterclass in energetic and charismatic figuring out of what nothing really is or could be. Both are incredibly talented voice and movement actors, using and creating space that no-one else could possibly begin to dream up.

Whatever discomfort the show brings about, this Canadian duo is armed and ready with a punchline, a call-back, and a batty PowerPoint presentation to let you know you’re in safe hands. The elements of live-cinema and puppetry in Slugs create a multi-layered and frantic triumph of grit and curiosity in the face of existential dread. Pretty much every moment of this show is laugh-out-loud hilarious, giving its audience barely any chance to catch a breath before they are feeding Grummett and Kruger chickpeas out of the palm of their hands like horses. Creating such an immediate sense of trust and energy in the room, both performers captivate the audience fully with each direction the show twists into, from its moving and honest moments of sincerity to its nonsensical confrontations of nudity and googly eyes.

The vibrant and majestically queer costuming blends magically with the infectious ferocity of the performers. The lighting design, puppetry cut-aways and moving between segments are all seamless and electrifyingly engaging. Matched with the pair’s disgusting shock-comedy and impressive live audio-manipulation, Slugs raves in the face of looking for meaning in nothing, everything, and everyone.

If you find yourself a bit queasy at the sight of chewed up chickpeas…it might be worth steering clear of the Creepy Boys. Not for the faint of heart (or weak of stomach), this is a piece that depends on the buy-in of its performers and audience, to get to the gripping heart of its touching message of embracing ourselves and each other when the world tells you not to. If you like the sound of that but also don’t mind an hour of relentless crude and gross-out humour, Creepy Boys: Slugs is a must-see show for our times.



CREEPY BOYS: SLUGS

Edinburgh Festival Fringe

Reviewed on 25th August 2025 at Red Lecture Theatre at Summerhall

by Molly Knox

Photography by Mat Simpson

 

 

 

 

 

CREEPY BOYS

CREEPY BOYS

CREEPY BOYS

DEREK MITCHELL: GOBLIN

★★★★

Edinburgh Festival Fringe

DEREK MITCHELL: GOBLIN

Edinburgh Festival Fringe

★★★★

“a performer in such complete control of his character that he improvises and embellishes his act with ease”

Derek Mitchell: Goblin, a one-man show performed by actor Derek Mitchell with Impatient Productions, kicks off as a vivid 2000s period piece, replete with heavy eyeliner, wristbands, O.G Queer Eye and overt homophobia. Eliot is a 15 year-old emo kid, bullied, earnest and anxious to be loved – a wish that will set him on a dark path under the manipulative influence of Max, a British Reality TV star and controlling older man.

Not only is the show laugh-out-loud funny despite its darker themes of grooming and coercion, Mitchell’s performance is so incredibly controlled and maintained: he embodies the giggling, cringing teenaged Eliot even when he improvises with audience interaction. And there is a lot of interaction with the audience- we are Eliot’s ‘Goblin’, an imaginary creature from whom he seeks confidence and counsel. He entrusts us with his precious belongings and looks to us for advice when he is tempted by a Christian camp counsellor with a penchant for poppers and teenaged campers. It’s a great moment that makes the audience feel that their intervention can help steer Eliot away from harm, which makes the show’s subsequent series of events even more tragic.

The other area where Mitchell really excels are physically comedic moments, from feigning a long, asparagus-fuelled piss to deep throating a cucumber with look of such distorted exertion you feel you have to look away. These moments are helped by well chosen and well timed sound effects that fit into the act seamlessly, including the menacing voice of Max who manipulates Eliot into moving with him to Florida, discovering the equally noxious pastimes of fitness influencing and smoking meth.

There is significant character shift that Eliot, now going by ‘Elio’, undergoes in the second half of the show, where, as joint proprietor of a spin shop, he sheds his former eager-to-please naivete and becomes a waxy, bitter 30-something with a ballooning, infected Brazilian butt lift (impressively rendered by an air pump). Mitchell leans even further into the tragedy of the character, with missed calls for redemption in encounters with former friends and an expression of deranged emotional exhaustion from the now smudged eyeliner of Eliot’s youth.

There are plenty of pithy observations about the vapidity of fitness influencers, miserable walks on Brighton beach, and being under house arrest – Eliot becomes a shallower character, and perhaps less compelling, but Mitchell isn’t interested in straightforward resolution or a fairytale ending. This can make the end of the show feel a little abrupt or unfinished, but it’s also a sign that Mitchell is bringing to the surface the dark undercurrent that has run through all of the show’s moments of crude humour and the younger Eliot’s more endearing character traits.

Overall, this is a flawlessly constructed show, and a performer in such complete control of his character that he improvises and embellishes his act with ease. Just don’t let the nostalgia and the teenaged hijinks mislead you- this is a dark, bleak story of innocence exploited and an audience helpless to intervene.



DEREK MITCHELL: GOBLIN

Edinburgh Festival Fringe

Reviewed on 15th August 2025 at Former Gents Locker Room at Summerhall

by Emily Lipscombe

Photography by Dylan Woodley

 

 

 

 

 

DEREK MITCHELL

DEREK MITCHELL

DEREK MITCHELL