Honig, Stonoha & Jouhari's daft Debras is a massively strong concept - sharply stabbing at vain domesticity, societal norms and feminine tropes through the cunning guise of extreme foolishness. It flew so far under the radar I'm amazed it even got a second series, or that I even saw it in the first place, but I'll be forever glad that I did. Honig is particularly good at a form of bent-leg hunched gurning behaviour that I find extremely favourable. I hope that one day this steaming slice of bizarre honking and strange thrashing about gains the strong cult status that it truly deserves. Lemoncurd may be gone, but from the smoking ruins three iconic silhouettes emerge...
Review of Three Busy Debras
