Review: Izzy Goessens's Crumble

If you’ve ever found yourself doom-scrolling through your own sent folder at 3:00 AM, Izzy Goessens’ Crumble will feel like a personal attack in the best way possible. Taking the wreckage of a long-term breakup, she performs a high-energy "comedy autopsy" that is as intellectually sharp as it is emotionally messy.

Goessens claims the stage with what she calls "BSE" (Big Sister Energy). It’s the perfect vibe for a show that feels less like a standard stand-up set and more like a late-night debrief with a close friend—one who may have lost her mind a bit, but is all the more entertaining for it. As she navigates the worries of single life, Goessens uses projections of cringeworthy voice notes and crying selfies to document the frantic reality of modern connection. Her "Support WhatsApp Group" receipts are a masterclass in the "should I have sent that?" panic we’ve all experienced, grounding the absurdity of dating in a digital age.

While the show dives deep into the genuine exhaustion of our disposable culture, it never feels heavy. Instead, Goessens uses self-deprecation as a survival tactic; she isn't afraid to be the butt of the joke, which makes the audience root for her even harder. Her Dutch-meets-English delivery is dry, rhythmic, and punchy, possessing a unique ability to turn her most vulnerable moments into a shared, universal truth.

By the time the hour wraps up, the Crumble of the title takes on a new meaning. It isn’t about a collapse; it’s a breaking open to let the light back in. You’ll leave the room feeling a little less alone in your own mess—and a lot more hopeful.

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