This deliberately obnoxious satire on surgically-enhanced sleb culture, in which vacuous magazine-fodder pop tarts are manoeuvred to serve the depravity of a pantomime Svengali manager, contains the odd well-aimed joke. Overall, though, the targets are just too soft to merit the crass, rapid-fire punches being thrown, resulting in an angry, over-the-top production with little heart and even less meaning.

Underbelly, 0844 545 8252, until 30 Aug, 10.05pm, £10.50 (£9.50).