ZOMG - For Fans of Zombies

The target audience for ZOMG is fascinated by zombies, a fan of slasher movies, and enjoys the new genre of horror comedy - not me!  A woman (Jodie Nichols) tells of looking after four little girls, Guides, in a zombie apocalypse, and of all the violence involved in protecting them.

She wears combat boots and camouflage trousers, instantly revealing. She talks of her use of crowbars and tire irons as weapons, appears with a shotgun and tommygun (outdated term, I know). She sounds to enjoy hitting out, shooting, killing. The gruesome content makes it dificult for me to comment on the performance.

What is unmistakeably wrong is no less than five interminable blackouts in 40 minutes.   Either the weapons she goes to collect should be close onstage or scary music could cover the blackouts.

ZOMG is not explained, but presumably indicates "Zombies - oh my God." This is a first one-person show for Jodie Nichols and a first play (monologue) by her brother, Brent Nichols.
The website records that "Jodie is actually terrified of the idea of zombies and only ever watches zombie films that are funny."

This is a difficult review to write because a different temperament might react much more positively. My response varied from detached apathy to active dislike of what I had to listen to. ZOMG may well be quite a clever take-off on the idiom. I don't know enough to say, but nothing made me want to engage further.