Without a whooping supportive crowd burlesque is a sad spectacle.

The theatre was less than half full and by the second half the crowd was all whooped out.

The Australian compere Rueben Kay, a cross between Liberace and Dracula, had valiantly carried them through the over long first half.

His Kurt Weill meets Barry Manilow's Copacabana was a highlight, as was Grant the audience member who enjoyed Kay's advances.

The acts were mostly the same, lacking in theatrical presentation and low on tease.

More variety of routines and any kind of light show would have been welcome. Isabelle Bliss's champagne glass routine hit the spot. The same girl removing her costume for the third time in 60 minutes did not.

With more of the same anticipated in the second half Christopher Lee, International Man of Mystery, revived flagging spirits with his music hall magic routine.

Andronicus Circus returned with his exciting fire routine, as did the fabulous Amber Topaz, the crowd's favourite by far.

There was at long last a fan dance and Rueben Kay sparkled in every sense of the word.

This show had many of the ingredients to make an evening of hot and steamy burlesque but was compromised by its low budget production and lack of variety.