Jointly produced by Scottish company Dogstar Theatre and Swedish outfit Profilteatern, Let’s Inherit the Earth offers one of the zanier shows available this Fringe.
As exuberant as it is eclectic, Morna Pearson’s play is intended as satire of humanity’s collective response to climate change, but it swims in experimentalism and absurdity throughout, so much so that its political points feel blunted.
It interweaves two storylines. On a tropical island, two super-rich couples slurp champagne and slowly turn into turtles. Somewhere in Scotland – or perhaps Sweden – two different families attempt to eke out a living following an apocalyptic flood. Proggish-rock numbers intersperse scenes, the lyrics fuelled by righteous but aimless rage.
There’s a lot of left-field humour in Ben Harrison’s production, and particularly in Matthew Zajac’s multi-roling performance as both a pompous Tory laird stuck in paradise and a dweeby Scot struggling to survive in the wild. Ulla Karlsson’s design is full of fluttering seaweed and escaped plastic bags.
There’s a lot to like, but for all the slickness and silliness of Let’s Inherit The Earth, it’s scope is a bit too broad, it’s satire lacking in specificity. It’s fun, but frustratingly scattergun too.