The play was a sell-out when it premiered at the Comedy Festival last year, and within the first minutes it is easy to see why. Right from when the cast members walk on stage in their over-the-top costumes, you know it's going to be great, and as soon as they open their mouths the laughs start flowing - both from the audience and onstage.
The fact that the cast struggles to keep it together at times is a testament to the ridiculousness of Camping, and the corpsing only heightens the insanity. A duel over cocktails shows off the wickedness of the script, while an impromptu talent quest lets the cast flourish as they practically compete to throw each other off.
Camping is the sort of show that, if it was performed at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival, would've been commissioned by the BBC by now. Forrester in particular is a talent who needs a leading role immediately, showing off a penchant for embodying characters to rival Madeline Sami's Super City.
Although perhaps the show's surprising raunchy ending is one best left to the stage. The talent on display, and the unashamed vulgarity of it all, is something that deserves, and must, thrive in the loudest, boldest way possible, even if it's something the whole country deserves to see.
What: Camping
When and Where: Q Theatre, Feb 8-11, 14-16
Reviewer: Ethan Sills