ABOUT US
​Created for the 2025 Edinburgh Fringe Festival, at Woohooagoodreview.com, we review everything positively, the acting, the direction, the lights...and if all of that is extraordinarily awful, well we just don't mention it.
We specialise in unearthing the overlooked triumphs: a convincingly painted floorboard, an interval that arrived right on time, or a performer who clearly gave it their all, despite the script, the lighting, and the audience. To be fair, most shows are great. Some are thunderously brilliant, others quietly charming, a few may be structurally confusing but spiritually generous. We believe every show at the Fringe is a minor miracle: tickets sold, props assembled, actors (mostly) arriving on time, months, if not years of writing, organisation and rehearsal and we salute them all. We do not believe in tearing shows apart. We believe in commenting on the admirable posture of the tech operator, the bravery of a 58-minute monologue delivered entirely in semaphore, in drawing attention to the venue’s charmingly irregular steps.
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At Woohoo, we are here to uplift, because, let’s face it, the world is full of harsh critics. So will never leave a bad review, it's like we're blind to the bad bits, we’re just here for the awesome, whether it's on stage or happening quietly behind the bar.
How do I know?
If all our reviews are positive, how can you tell if the show was good? Believe us, you'll know!
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Review of an awesome show
From the moment the lights dimmed to the final reverent silence, This show reminded us why we go to the theatre: to feel, to witness, and to leave irrevocably changed. The script was razor-sharp and poetic, every performance was layered, aching, and precise, and the direction was so confident it felt invisible. The scene changes so slick as to be invisible. The lighting? Sculptural. The sound design? Whispered into our bones. And let’s just say: if the ending doesn’t make your breath catch, it’s possible you’ve been replaced by a machine.
Woohoo moment: The audience's collective “Ohhh…” when the central metaphor landed. You know the one.
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Review of an awful show
There’s something brave, nay, heroic, about reimagining Hamlet as a one-man beat poetry experience with kazoo accompaniment. Liam’s energy was efferfescent and his commitment to unusual theatrical choices bold. The room was intimate, and the lighting was… present, and the costume absolutely defied expectations. Particular praise must go to the seat in Row C, which had superb lumbar support and to the intricate hairstyle of the lady in front of me which I spent a deilghtful twenty minutes admiring.
Woohoo moment: The proximity of the bar to the exit of the theatre
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