I’m an avid Game Of Thrones fan. The characters of the show are garish and the storylines are verging on obscene, which makes for great satire. I love to hate all the characters, and for some reason I find its crazy nudity acceptable. I embrace it’s swearing and myriad of deaths because it’s not really real, is it? But when there’s a woman pulling red tissue out of her knickers and pretending it’s period blood right in front of me, I can’t deny that reality.

Graeme (Ali Brice) is a super-fan, trying to put on a parody show he thinks will impress the investors in the audience. We see snippets of the massive super-series, hearing from caricatured imitations of the characters of the show. We progress from atrocity to hilarity with a quick garish costume change. Conflict then arises between the cast members, as Briony (Libby Northedge) starts to pit the boys against each other in order to propel herself into more roles. We see offstage conversations between them wherein Briony stirs rumours of the boys doubting each other. Paul (Mark Davison) is a particular highlight, bringing a gleeful innocence to his character. Briony develops her behaviour until the show pieces are crazier and crazier. During one moment of the show she peels proscuitto ham off her hands. The show culminates in an argument as Graeme demands they work together in order to showcase his dream to the investors.

I came away from the theatre feeling slightly angry, if truth be told. I feel like I’m an open person, however my sense of humour is selective. The audience seemed to enjoy it. Nonetheless there is a genre of humour (e.g. The Book Of Mormon, South Park) that I fail to see the funny side of, and this piece fits into that genre.

They push at physical jokes and gags using their rubbish props, which I realise are supposed to be that way. But I just saw three grown-ups in lycra, scurrying around trying to pick up cheap laughs from the floor. It is masochistic in ways I can’t disregard, whilst most of the innate humour is based around women. Their relationships are well-forged, but the comic timing and drive of the piece also leave a lot to be desired, whilst their constant whinging at each other made me entirely frustrated, even though individually they are well-developed characters.

Suffice to say maybe I just didn’t get it. I felt younger than most of the people in the room, so perhaps I was slightly out of the loop – and maybe there is something about seeing people you connect with doing funny things. I think if my friends had been performing the show, I might have seen it differently. This is already a selective piece because you have to know the TV show to understand the humour, so it almost starts to become an in-joke. I think you either get it or you don’t – and I just didn’t, unfortunately.

Graeme Of Thrones is playing at the Leicester Square Theatre (The Lounge) until 10 January. For more information and tickets, see the Leicester Square Theatre.