Posted by Not long ago I ranked children’s shows based on my preference of them. No surprise to any parent – Bluey came out on top. I love the emotional intelligence of the show. And the topics it covers that allow adults to relate too. It’s only natural, then, that when they announced the stage show – Bluey’s Big Play – I was all up for this. Mrs OddFather booked tickets for this show as far as 6 months ago. I haven’t even booked an Arsenal ticket that far in advance!
Unfortunately, the OddDaughter is fighting against the Bluey loving I try and force upon her. In the morning she was asking why she couldn’t see a Super-Kitties stage show instead. And that she doesn’t even like Bluey.
She. Doesn’t. Even. Like. Bluey.
Apparently her friends don’t like Bluey either. We must live in a terrible neighbourhood. Time to move again.
I didn’t really look into the show before the day. I expected actors dressed in Bluey costumes – however, what we got instead were puppeteers controlling large puppets from the outside. Threw me off a bit I have to say. But you get used to it fairly quickly. Although once you start seeing the people’s facial expressions you can’t really unsee them. A huge positive was the voices being the originals from the show. I was worried there’d be some British voices pretending to be Australian (Bluey is an Australian show). A bit like what I do to Mrs OddFather all the time, mate. She loves it, mate. I’m kidding, mate. Shrimp on the barbie, mate?
One of the storylines of the play revolves around being good siblings, particularly a good big sister. Timing was perfect, what with the OddDaughter set to become a big sister soon. Not that she would have taken that from it at all. In fact, I was surprised at how the tv-watching-zombie easily transitioned to a stage-show-watching-zombie.
The story directly leads to the “Onesies” tv episode of Bluey. An episode that deals with Bluey’s mum – Chilli – and her distant relationship with her own sister due to her sister not being able to have kids. A very real issue that many people experience – most of the time in silence. Something Mrs OddFather and I have sort of struggled with in the past. Maybe something I’ll delve into deeper on another occasion. Either way, the stage show had all the emotional beats you’d expect of Bluey.
The show ended with a huge keepy-uppy segment where loads of big balloons were released to the audience. This upset the OddDaughter when she was unable to touch any of the balloons. But I made up for it by being one of hundreds of parent’s that queued up to buy their child a Bluey balloon. Naturally, when it was our turn to purchase a Bluey balloon, the OddDaughter decided to go for a non-Bluey unicorn balloon instead. There’s always one.
All said and done, the OddDaughter and I enjoyed the show. When asked what her favourite part of the show was. Her answer:
“Getting popcorn”
