These warm shows both use a fragmented, fourth-wall-breaking format to depict real-life experiences with humour, intensity and relevance.
Rob Mokaraka's story (subtitled Confessions of a Depressed Bullet) is well-known. The experienced theatre-maker tried to suicide via police shootout in 2009. Aiming to help others in the "secret sad club", he shows us how he felt leading up to that day in Pt Chevalier. Usefully challenging the usual "now everything's roses" plot, he also hints that he continues to need help dealing with self-destructive urges.
Directed by Erina Daniels, Mokaraka's personification of his depression - as a seethingly angry, aggressive thing with an unattractive grimace and deep contempt for Mokaraka himself - is a memorable depiction of depression as active.
The fun slapstick mugging doesn't always overtly relate to the main story; the louche depiction of a former lover could be more empathetic, and the reason for the Pynchonesque portrayal of the depressed bullet could also be clearer (the bullet is endearing; its lethal raison d'etre isn't mentioned).
But the lines are great, Mokaraka and his expressive eyebrows are affable, and the message - reach out to others because "help really does help" - is, as the depressed bullet would say, constructive korero.