We open with a letter from James Joyce, describing to his lover how much he enjoys the sensuous nature of her farts. Yes, this is only the beginning of Rachel Mars’ Your Sexts are Shit: Older Better Letters. Strap in, as things only get dirtier, and more hilarious, as the show progresses.
Mars intersperses readings of historical, sexual letters with projected screenshots of vastly different and very blunt modern sexts. Mars reads these letters in a serious, resonant voice which becomes even more hilarious when reading the more obscene content of the letters. The audience is evidently shocked by the various levels of naughtiness described in visceral detail, as this show does take place at eleven-thirty in the morning. Yes, a little early for a discussion of sexuality – however, Mars does an excellent job of balancing the hilarity with the tenderness behind written word sex.
This show is taboo-busting; Mars describes her own sex life in vivid detail and talks us through extremely personal sexual habits with charisma and confidence. Mars is such a presence on stage that you are drawn to her – as she addresses a sexy letter to the audience, you feel yourself being completely compelled. She also utilises tech proficiently, balancing working various types of projector devices and musical interludes.