“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 Billand Django– not to mention some very South Park-esque humour – Blackie Blackie Brownis 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, review Megan 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...