Reviewed by: The Adelaide Insider
Review by Tayla Giles | 13 March 2025

What happens when the devil gets their own game show? Find out at ARCANA: Wheel of Fortune, where the stakes are high, souls are on the line, and every spin of the wheel could either save a life… or send someone straight to Hell! Currently entertaining audiences at this year’s Adelaide Fringe, this isn’t your average game show—this is a tarot-inspired, burlesque-bathed, high-stakes extravaganza where performers spin the wheel of fate and dance to save their souls. Produced and hosted by none other than the fabulously fiery Whisky A’More as “The Devil” and featuring an all-star cast of burlesque and cabaret wonders, this devilishly fun game show at Gluttony is a guaranteed win for anyone looking for thrills, frills and fierce competition. Will these talented “contestants” be lucky enough to save their souls, or will they be condemned to the fiery depths of Hell? There’s only one way to find out…

Whisky A’More is about to take you on a fiery ride straight to the pits of Hell—and you’ll love every sizzling hot second of it! As the devilish host and producer of ARCANA: Wheel of Fortune, Whisky opens the show with an unholy mix of charm, wit, and wickedness that is all you’d expect and more from the Devil herself. Her first act is a sultry spin to Let Me Entertain You by Queen, where she wears a red velvet ringmaster’s tailcoat, glittering devil’s horns, and a sheer black tulle skirt that swirls with every seductive step. Later, she reappears for Devil In Disguise by Cece and the Dark Hearts, looking every bit the “angel” in a floor-length white and silver iridescent gown, only to reveal her true nature when she rips off her crystal crown to unveil devil horns beneath. What follows is a slow, sensual striptease as Whisky unravels her celestial costume layer by layer, showing off a stunning black and gold ensemble underneath. With each move, she proves that while this angel may be the devil in disguise, it’s much more fun to dance with the devil. As she spins the Wheel of Fortune between each act, her sharp wit and quickfire banter will have you laughing, lusting, and maybe even making a deal with the devil. Whisky A’More is a devilish delight from start to finish!

A drag queen desperado on the lookout for love, Dakota Fann’ee brings a storm of sass, heart, and hilarious desperation that will have you laughing and lusting in equal measure. Strutting onto the ARCANA stage, they serve up a sultry and side-splitting performance to F*ck Me, a wicked parody of Get Here by Oleta Adams. Dressed in a deep red crushed velvet mini dress with rhinestone flame tips that practically scream “I’m hot and I know it”, Dakota is every inch the glamour goddess, effortlessly blending emotional intensity with razor-sharp humour. As they belt out the amorous lyrics with a burning, yearning desire, Dakota doesn’t just sing—they steal the spotlight, dropping witty quips and cheeky one-liners, even inviting unsuspecting audience members into their world (literally, by sitting in their laps). It’s the perfect cocktail of raw emotion, seductive charm, and comedic brilliance, and she serves it up with all the grace of a drag queen on a mission. Dakota Fann’ee belts their heart out to save their soul, and with every note, it’s clear they’re playing to win.

Winchester Angel makes a bone-chilling entrance as the embodiment of Death herself, clad in a floor-length black crushed velvet hooded robe as the ominous hum of O’Death by Bobby Bass fills the evening air. Beneath her eerie exterior lies a grave masterpiece of skeleton chic—pearl-studded “bones” intricately woven into her costume, from the rib-cage corset to the skeletal arm and leg stockings. As the soundtrack transitions into the electric strains of Chokehold by Sleep Token, she peels off her skeleton face mask, revealing a sinister grin. The red ribbon she weaves into her routine adds a touch of dark sensuality, swirling around her like a metaphor for fate’s entanglements. Her slow, deliberate movements, shifting from sinuous floor work to sultry dance, send a shiver down the audience's spines. The way she peels off her skeleton stockings is so spine tinglingly good, it might just make you believe that death isn’t so bad after all. Winchester’s act lingers like a beautiful nightmare—a visual feast that combines danger, desire, and a touch of the macabre.

Kitty Obsidian serves up a masterclass of slow seduction and fierce empowerment that sets hearts ablaze and souls on fire. Performing to A Little Wicked by Valerie Broussard, Kitty slinks onto the stage in a black crushed velvet gown, long slits down the side of each leg revealing glimmers of red rhinestones that lurk underneath. As the gown is peeled away, Kitty reveals a show-stopping red-hot ensemble underneath that exudes power and confidence. Their routine is a stunning mix of grace and raw energy, especially when Kitty wields a pair of black, red, and yellow ombre silk fans—perhaps reminiscent of the Aboriginal flag—which flick and flow like flames, amplifying their already fiery presence. Their act is a journey of destruction and liberation, as they tear away layers—literally and metaphorically—revealing a deeper sense of power and freedom with every movement. This isn’t just a performance—it’s a declaration of power.

Fasten your seatbelts, stow away your tray tables and prepare for takeoff as Sindy Sinn Moore and Lucy Craig bring a dash of delightfully devilish fun to the show as the Morningstar Airlines “Hellions”. Dressed as sinful air hostesses complete with black garrison hats and silk neck scarves, they strut their stuff to the oh-so fitting tune of Better the Devil You Know by Kylie Minogue whilst delivering a demon-approved safety demonstration. As the gameshow’s official “sponsors”, their act serves as a cheeky interlude between the contestant performances, providing the perfect contrast to the highly competitive acts that precede and follow. Their performance is lighthearted, fun, and filled with devil-may-care attitude, taking the term ‘in-flight entertainment’ to a whole new level

Igniting the stage like a celestial being descended from the heavens, Viola Verve’s performance is a gorgeous escape into a bygone era of glitz, glamour, and old-school jazz. Draped in a stunning deep blue sheer robe that shimmers like a starry night, she is every inch the star-kissed showgirl as she floats along to Dream a Little Dream of Me by Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong, taking audiences on a dreamlike journey through the stars. Her feathered headdress sparkles with silver studded rhinestones, and as she twirls the silver stars on her skirt seem to come alive—just like the night sky. As the dreamscape’s soundtrack flows into Fly Me to the Moon by Frank Sinatra, Viola turns the art of burlesque into a cosmic experience, performing an enchanting feather fan routine that’s nothing short of out of this world. With each graceful swoop of her fans, she sweeps you off your feet and sends you soaring through the galaxy, proving that when it comes to vintage elegance, she’s truly in a league of her own.

Cherrybomb is the ticking time bomb (or bombshell) you didn’t see coming, exploding onto the stage and serving up her own unique signature cocktail of sass, class, pizzazz – shaken, not stirred. Dressed in a deep emerald green gown with sequins sparkling and a faux fur stole that’s practically begging for a dramatic over-the-shoulder toss, Cherrybomb serves up an old-school jazz burlesque routine with a uniquely modern twist. But don’t be fooled by her dignified glamour—she’s got a mischievous streak a mile wide. As she sways, shakes and shimmies her way through her act, she mixes sultry floor work, over-the-top theatrics and impeccable comedic timing that will leave you in fits of side-splitting laughter. Just when you think you’ve seen it all, she upends expectations with a sinfully seductive finale that leaves very little to the imagination. Cherrybomb proves that when it comes to wowing an audience, she’s got the perfect recipe—one part glamour, one part sass, and a dash of chaos you’ll never forget.

Devious, debaucherous and downright devilish, ARCANA: Wheel of Fortune is the wildest game show you never knew you needed, combining the steaminess of burlesque, the magic of tarot, and a dash of hellish humour. Whisky A’More, the devilish mastermind behind this sensational show, leads the charge with a team of performers who’ll tempt, tease, and tantalise you for the ultimate prize: their very souls. With every act more outrageous than the last, this Adelaide Fringe spectacle is a thrilling gamble you won’t want to miss. Will these contestants dance their way to salvation or be cast down into divine debauchery? In this game of fate, anything can happen… and it usually does!