My Brilliant Apocalypse Part I: The Return of Barry Brilliant

A mad billionaire tumbles out of his universe and lands smack in the lap of the author who dreamt him up. What ensues is a theatrical romp through cosmic absurdity, existential questions, and the sheer hilarity of trying to put a CEO back in his box — or maybe let him rewrite the rules.

Think of it as The Matrix meets Writers’ Block: The Musical. A 12-person ensemble throws everything — satire, farce, multi-versal chaos — into the mix. You’ll laugh, you’ll ponder, you’ll wonder whether the colour orange invented the word... or vice versa.

This limited season features a brand-new cast — same old Barry. The character, not the actor. The show’s core remains intact: unstoppable force (Barry) collides with immovable object (The System). Who wins? Does it matter? Can the author get Barry home? Can redemption be found by someone who didn’t ask for it?

It’s big. Fast. Funny. And if you linger after the curtain falls — yes, the curtain — you might just find yourself staring at your ceiling at 2 a.m., wondering whether you’re the author or the character.

Three nights only. No refunds. Get in before Barry crashes your reality — or worse, your weekend plans.