It is light and fluffy with no real theatrical grunt, but if presented well, Tell Me On A Sunday is a musical that can be both engaging and entertaining.

The one-woman show focuses on a 20-something girl looking to start a new life amongst the hustle and bustle of New York. The tuner has been localised from its original international format, to make the girl come from Sydney and to include Australian references throughout.

Her time in New York is full of highs and lows, but mostly lows. She goes from one man to the next, unable to find that real true love but always somehow regaining hope.

Kookaburra's production of the musical is littered with highlights, including the expensive-looking set which features a number of plasma television screens, a giant silver staircase and an ever-present single bed.

The set reportedly cost $300,000 and while one wonders where some of the cash went, there is no doubting that it works in that its mix of simplicity and complexity matches the character herself (known to us only as 'Our Girl') as she struggles through a period of her life in which she doesn't know what the next 10 minutes will bring, let alone the next day.

Jolene Anderson is fantastic throughout and her performance borders on excellent. She is more than capable of surviving the 80-minute marathon, and after a shaky start she comes into her own when performing 'Haven In The Sky', a number about the plane trip from Sydney to New York. It is here where Anderson's innocent but at times powerful voice first comes to the fore.

There's other standout moments for Anderson, too, including her rendition of 'Speed Dating', an amusing number about sorting out the bad from the good when it comes to New York men, and 'Tyler King', where she expresses her joy at finding love in a Hollywood film agent.

While she was not always perfect with her diction and breathing, and a couple of numbers, including the title song 'Tell Me On A Sunday', seemed to fall away from the quality of the majority of her work, Anderson easily won the audience over, with her girl next door looks and convincing acting proving a winner. And it was that factor that perhaps impressed me most - her acting. Clearly gained from her television experience and previous training, her reactions to certain moments in the script were perfect and her expressions and actions in any given song were excellent. Credit too must go to director Peter Ross whose production at no times looks clunky or mis-timed, though is there really a need to have 'Our Girl' drag the suitcase up the stairs at the end?

Anderson, in her musical theatre debut, brings a level of honesty and freshness to the role that makes it work better than I could have imagined, and she puts any qualms about her casting well and truly to rest.

However, that is not to say there's not room for improvement and she certainly hasn't become an accomplished musical theatre performer overnight, but she's well on her way. The same can be said for Kookaburra, who while not getting it 100 per cent right with Tell Me On A Sunday, are slowly climbing the ladder to where they need to be. Most of the problems here lie back in Andrew Lloyd Webber and Don Black's corner. The show is too dominated by chick-flick, Barbie doll, fairy floss fluff to ever be taken all that seriously.