Though billed as theatre,
The show ends by advising that we simply ignore Katie Hopkins, when its own existence stands in contradiction to this message.
Large portions of the show consist of reading out Hopkins’ shocking tweets or quotes, and then reading out what Internet commenters and more established performers said in response. Rather than just moving on to the next quote, deeper engagement with only a few of Hopkins’ positions by way of original commentary could have lifted these sections. The jokes are largely obvious or rely on more unoriginal devices, such as the old “here is a list of things I hate” contrivance, or using Internet memes unironically as punchlines
The show also undermines itself in two key ways. Firstly, it clearly aims to hold the moral high ground by condemning Hopkins’ fat-shaming and ableist remarks. But it also slutshames her with a tabloid picture of her having sex and appropriates a quote from another source to call her a ‘c**t’ and a ‘wh**e’. A superfluous tangent about Ann Coulter features a transphobic remark about her possibly being a man. The result is that later attempts at sympathy for Hopkins seem insincere.
Secondly the show ends by advising that we simply ignore Katie Hopkins, when its own existence stands in contradiction to this message. No attempt is made to solve this paradox. The show recommends one thing whilst charging eight pounds a ticket for doing the exact opposite, and indeed contributing to the problem it ostensibly tries to alleviate. As art or as entertainment there is nothing to recommend about this show.
