“Your white meat is done, motherfucker!” Indigenous superhero Blackie Blackie Brown screams in Nakkiah Lui’s hilarious and scathing new play Blackie Blackie Brown: The Traditional Owner of Death. Drawing on genres from superhero films and graphic novels to Blaxploitation flicks and revenge fantasies à la Quentin Tarantino’s Kill Bill and Django – not to mention some very South Park-esque humour – Blackie Blackie Brown is the story of mild-mannered archaeologist Dr Jacqueline Black, who gains super powers and a violent revenge mission after unearthing the skull of her murdered great-great-grandmother during a dig.

The action unfolds on a white stage inset with myriad trapdoors and compartments – Elizabeth Gadsby’s set is wonderfully adaptable – that forms the backdrop for projections of high-octane artwork by graphic artist Emily Johnson, brought to animated life by production company Oh Yeah Wow. Director Declan Greene keeps all this moving at a cracking pace.

Blackie Blackie Brown, reviewMegan Wilding and Ash Flanders in Blackie Blackie Brown. Photo © Daniel Boud

Making her Sydney Theatre Company debut, Megan Wilding (who took out last year’s Balnaves Foundation Indigenous Playwright’s Award) is fearsome in the title role, transforming from the timid (though...