Hula-hoops, juggling big blue balls, body comedy, aerial work and magic??? On paper it doesn’t quite work - it’s a bit of a misfit’s circus. After seeing the show, you’ll understand why these gel so well. 

Pumped full of personality, Crème de la Crème is perfect for the quirky inclined. It’s weird, it’s wonderful, it’s whimsical. The performances showcase a variety of bizarre talents, tied neatly together by host Cal Harris. 

All I was told before seeing Crème de la Crème was that it was a Fringe show with sexy acrobats. Sexy acrobats are exactly what I got. All the traditional glitz and glamour was present and perfectly offset by the laughs of the crowd. (It wasn’t too raunchy, the acrobats just happened to be sexy).

The audience was vibrant with giggles and enamoured by the performers from the beginning. Even the ever-daunting crowdwork was charming and well done, easing any nerves and making the audience part of the performance (even the grumpy, old white guy in the third row). 

I was genuinely surprised with how funny Crème de la Crème was. For an acrobatics based show, the performers were all about entertaining in every way. There were mistakes, but I was won back by the humour and charm of the quirky crew every time. Talented performers, like this motley assortment, truly know how to get the room on their side, in spite of all the obstacles of a live show. 

I would go again just to see Imogen from Laser Kiwi. Her act was uniquely hilarious: featuring a bottle of rosè, her raw feet, and an audience member precariously holding a matchbox between their teeth. 

Majority of the performers were in other Fringe shows, so occasionally Crème de la Crème did feel a bit like a big ad. However, in seeing a show like this, you get to experience a mixed-bag of talents rather than having to go to multiple Fringe performances that showcase each niche. 

I loved the vibe, I loved the weird, and you’d love it too.