If Stalinist über-feminism floats your boat then waste no time! Trilogy is an unapologetic and unrelenting celebration of woman’s ongoing liberation. A show of three parts, Trilogy opens with humorously and vividly presented rhetoric and stampedes into the first interval with a bold dance sequence in which women of all shapes and sizes embrace their wobbly bits with soaring enthusiasm. The second part revisits a notorious Town Hall debate featuring Germane Greer and Jill Johnstone, and the third embraces militant revisionist “herstory” propaganda. At nearly three hours this is an epic project.
Part I is designed to be a short, provocative introduction, it is cheerful, brash, silly, and effective. All this is ruined by the lengthy and dull Part II. Sorely lacking in content, it has a foggy and fragmented agenda which is anchored to a past of diminishing relevance and has no interesting propositions of its own. It’s padded out with a certain amount of expendable nonsense and is altogether less gratifying than simply unearthing “Town Bloody Hall” and watching it directly. Part III is much more worthy of your time (a fraction of the audience left by now) provided you can tolerate what is basically a negationist gender feminism recruitment drive.
The show as a whole is a very mixed bag. Very articulate in places it often chooses not to be, which is frustrating since, politics aside, the show would be a great deal better if its architects were not too proud to demolish the boring parts. Sure to divide audience opinion more than two ways, Trilogy, both as entertainment and as enlightenment, fails to deliver completely on either.
2/5 
Bernie Greenwood
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