In Pulp Boy, young storyteller-stroke-stand-up Terry Saunders
imagines a typically moody teenager who vows, for a while, only
to speak in the lyrics Jarvis Cocker made famous.
Under the lad's bizarre logic, it's a way of tackling the
feelings of being displaced, misunderstood and unloved
and a rebellion of sorts against his killjoy mother who's dragging
him on a budget break to Spain while he'd much rather be going
to Glastonbury with his pals.
While his self-imposed affliction could lead him to ridicule,
it also leads him to the first flushes of love, sparking a holiday
romance with a girl equally enamoured with the band.
Saunders's touching tale which he reads unapologetically
from a printout is remarkable in the way he captures the
feelings of being lost and alone when 15, combining the certainty
that you know all with the frustration the rest of the world
doesn't see it, for a reason beyond your comprehension.
Our protagonist is at once romantic and crassly unsympathetic,
seeing himself as a complex not contradictory. Saunders excels
at recreating that maelstrom of conflicting emotions, speaking
in the authentic tone of a defiant but confused young man.
Pulp Boy is wonderfully written, poignant and quirky. It's
not a side-splitting romp, nor is it intended to be, but there
are plenty of moments of rich humour, mostly in the struggle
to find just the right lyric for the occasion.
This is a fulfilling, grown-up piece of comedic artistry,
warm, sincere and worthy of a wider audience.
Steve Bennett
Leicester Comedy Festival,
February 2006
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Nathan Cooke is that boy, he likes music and draws on his
bag in biro. He should be in Glastonbury discovering women, but
is in fact on holiday with his mother against his will. To exact
his revenge on her for keeping him from possibly kissing a girl
for a first time he takes a vow to only speak in Pulp lyrics...
it works.
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In Pulp Boy, young storyteller-stroke-stand-up Terry Saunders
imagines a typically moody teenager who vows, for a while, only
to speak in the lyrics Jarvis Cocker made famous.
Under the lad's bizarre logic, it's a way of tackling the
feelings of being displaced, misunderstood and unloved
and a rebellion of sorts against his killjoy mother who's dragging
him on a budget break to Spain while he'd much rather be going
to Glastonbury with his pals.
While his self-imposed affliction could lead him to ridicule,
it also leads him to the first flushes of love, sparking a holiday
romance with a girl equally enamoured with the band.
Saunders's touching tale which he reads unapologetically
from a printout is remarkable in the way he captures the
feelings of being lost and alone when 15, combining the certainty
that you know all with the frustration the rest of the world
doesn't see it, for a reason beyond your comprehension.
Our protagonist is at once romantic and crassly unsympathetic,
seeing himself as a complex not contradictory. Saunders excels
at recreating that maelstrom of conflicting emotions, speaking
in the authentic tone of a defiant but confused young man.
Pulp Boy is wonderfully written, poignant and quirky. It's
not a side-splitting romp, nor is it intended to be, but there
are plenty of moments of rich humour, mostly in the struggle
to find just the right lyric for the occasion.
This is a fulfilling, grown-up piece of comedic artistry,
warm, sincere and worthy of a wider audience.
Steve Bennett
Leicester Comedy Festival,
February 2006
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| Terry Saunders: Pulp Boy |
Nathan Cooke is that boy, he likes music and draws on his
bag in biro. He should be in Glastonbury discovering women, but
is in fact on holiday with his mother against his will. To exact
his revenge on her for keeping him from possibly kissing a girl
for a first time he takes a vow to only speak in Pulp lyrics...
it works.
>>
YouTube teaser