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The opening of Creamerie is quite something. On the soundtrack, Reb Fountain is singing What a Wonderful World over scenes of rugby blokes celebrating a big win in the sheds, until they start feeling a bit crook. By the look of the mess they’re soon making, there’ll be no aft er-match function for this lot. They’ve caught the virus that is about to end mankind. Womankind, however, seems to be fine.
Cut to eight years later and life goes on in Hiro Valley. The local branch of Wellness is drawing numbers for those eligible to use dwindling sperm-bank stockpiles. Little girls are on stage with the choir. There are no little boys.
Such is the start of the dystopian comedy series, which is co-written and directed by Roseanne Liang and and . Those shows displayed the quartet’s way with pointed sketch comedy from a young Kiwi-Asian female perspective. is more ambitious, a series with an overarching storyline that satirises, among other things, gender politics – even if there are no men around.
