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Category: Melbourne Intl Comedy Fest
If you doubted that a library was a good source of comic material Josh Earl is here to prove it is – one catalogue at a time.
In this fantastic acrobatics show, three young tradies lead the audience through instructions on how to make your own circus show.
Yon (Simon Hall), the third leg of Tripod, shares with us the less sexy side of sex, navigating such leitmotifs as vomit sex, pity sex, incest, pornography and paedophilia.
On the giant Arts Centre Stage Sammy J appears in his dapper suit, all sharp edges and angles, looking very small. But his performance fills the stage.
The comedy festival is as much a platform to nurture emerging talent as it is an opportunity to spend an hour desperately clinging to your seat and laughing so hard that you wish you’d worn a nappy.
As parents we have all sat through excruciating performances of unfunny child humour. The Fairytale Cookbook is not like that. I liked this one.
Don’t arrive late to this one unless you have some good heckling lines. This would be my advice as Courtney and the Dutch backpacker would attest to from the performance I attended, who became part of the show in a way that for some could be uncomfortable.
I certainly wouldn’t call it sophisticated humour, but if you’re after side-splitting laughter you just might get it (after a pint or two) and you may or may not leave feeling guilty about it afterward.
The pace of the show never drops; Evin demonstrates his skill as a performer utilizing a heady array of different story telling mechanisms. He packs an enormous amount of content into a single hour.
The show is certainly not for people who don’t enjoy being berated or having their personal space invaded. Basil insults everyone personally, and Manuel force-fed my date a spoonful of spring onions.
Fans of Arj Barker (and there are a few of them) should not miss this show. His self-centred stoner style of writing and delivery has lost none of it’s charm as it has matured.
What would happen if Lano and Woodley moved into a share house with the Young Ones, and then the world ended? Apartmentocalypse! is what would happen.
Half of me wanted her to be my best friend and the other half was slightly unnerved by the lists and rules she used to manoeuvre through life.
Our Pajama clad men haven’t mixed up the formula too much, but if you are on to a Barry-Award winning formula, surely you don’t cast it aside like a bottle of differently-labelled soda? No, you keep improving on it!