Paco Erhard
Paddy Lennox
Paddy McGuinness
Padraig Ryan
Pam Ford
Papa CJ
Parrot
Pat Burtscher
Pat Cahill
Pat Condell
Patrick Kielty
Patrick Lappin
Patrick McDonnell
Patrick Monahan
Patrick Morris
Patrick Turpin
Paul B Edwards
Paul Betney
Paul Byrne
Paul Chowdhry
Paul F Taylor
Paul Foot
Paul Harry Allen
Paul Kerensa
Paul Laight
Paul Langton
Paul McCaffrey
Paul Merton
Paul Mooney
Paul Myerhaug
Paul Pirie
Paul Provenza
Paul Revill
Paul Ricketts
Paul Savage
Paul Sinha
Paul Sweeney
Paul T Eyres
Paul Thorne
Paul Tonkinson
Paul Zenon
Paul Zerdin
Pearse James
Persephone Lewin
Pete Beckley
Pete Cain
Pete Dobbing
Pete Firman
Pete Gold
Pete Johansson
Pete Jonas
Pete Otway
Pete Smith
Peter Brush
Peter Buckley Hill
Peter Cook
Peter Kay
Peter McCole
Peter Searles
Peter Serafinowicz
Peter von Natzmer
Phil Buckley
Phil Butler
Phil Cool
Phil Davey
Phil Differ
Phil Ellis
Phil Hammond
Phil James
Phil Kay
Phil Klein
Phil Nichol
Phil O'Shea
Phil Walker
Phil Wang
Phil Zimmerman
Philip Wilson
Phill Jupitus
Pierre Hollins
Pierre Novellie
Piff The Magic Dragon
Pippa Evans
PJ Gallagher
Pommy Johnson
Prince Abdi
Priorite A Gauche
Paul Langton
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Snigger Happy at the 2012 Brighton Fringe |
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![]() This three-hander showcases the sort of comedian there never seems to be any shortage of: amiable chaps, chatting with some charm about their everyday lives, though struggling to find much point of difference between themselves and countless others. Opening act Alex Love was probably the least memorable of the lot, the only thing that really sticks in the mind is his obsession with piss, with several stories revolving about unfortunate urine incidents. These, and another yarn about losing his virginity tend to be rather waffly, filled with unnecessary scene-setting and the sort of small-talk that peppers real-life conversations, but really ought to be exorcised from stand-up. There are one or two nice lines, but not really enough for this to feel special. Still, he seems like a nice chap. But don’t they all? Luke Thompson really overplays his two main jokes – hackneyed as they are. One is the peculiar way newsreaders intone the headlines, which is deftly done, and he captures their cadences perfectly. But when he extends that simple but effective observation into the formulaic ‘imagine what he’s like at home’ territory, the interest quickly evaporates. After mentioning the Olympics, but bizarrely abandoning the routine before it had begun, Thompson moves on to the second part of his set, which revolves entirely around a Robert De Niro impression, adding no extra value to this tired comedy staple. Paul Langton stands slightly apart from the others, thanks to a bolder personality and more committed delivery. He looks a bit of a shambles – possibly the effects of an afternoon’s flyering in the intense Brighton sun – as he bundles though some rather boisterous, bawdy material. It comes as something as a surprise, then, to find he’s not only a Catholic, but a keen one, helping out at his local church. Whenever the word Catholic is mentioned in stand-up, the word paedophile is never far behind (indeed, it’ss comedy’s role to keep reminding people) and so it goes here. While Langton’s take on the subject offers few surprises, he has enough performance skills to give a predictable payoff maximum impact. Whether you’d actually pay to hear him is a moot point, but he holds the attention. |
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| Date of live review: Friday 25th May, '12 | |
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Review by Steve Bennett |
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Very amusing! Bob, March 2012 |


