Eleven criminals. Eleven egos. All burned by the system, all back for one last score, and all performed by one human man: Every scheming thief, every sound effect, every action sequence, every piece of exposition, all in the hands of Vincent Andrew-Scammell, and Vincent Andrew-Scammell alone.
(No seriously, Vincent will pre-record hundreds and hundreds of foley sound effects for this show, all with his voice. But don’t worry, he’s really good at it).
The result? A comedy-theatre spectacle, that squeezes the scale and story of classic heist films (Ocean’s Eleven, The Italian Job, Now You See Me) into just 55 minutes.
Oceania’s Eleven is about raw defiance and the bleak state of arts funding in NZ.
A one-performer, eleven-criminal heist, that unravels into something stranger, funnier, and far more tumultuous.
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