There’s something so frail – so mortal – in the screen-first posturing of modern-day gym bros. Where do their exhibitionist gains go, beyond puffing up retrograde ideas of muscular masculinity and serving the tumescent titans of Big Protein?

Return of the GODZ lightly spoofs the rise of this new breed of man – while showing how truly divine the male body can be when trained athleticism serves a higher, creatively explosive calling. Giddily entertaining and genuinely spectacular, this is clowning Magic Mike set in Mount Olympus, with our five Godz cavorting through myth, mayhem and mischief, unclothed and unbridled.

Coming in hot and sweaty from a sold-out run in London’s West End, the show earned a ‘Best in Circus’ shortlisting the first week of Sydney Fringe and, running all the way into October, looks a sure bet for festival category gold.

Return of the Godz. Photo © Belinda Rolland

The air of exquisite bathos is established early, as Hermes, Hercules, Dionysus, Apollo and Cupid perform gobsmacking group callisthenics that press faces to moister areas.

From there, in varying combinations and with seamless transitions, the Godz...