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Paul Foot's Comedy for Connoisseurs
You are cordially invited to a show for lovers of fine humour - containing musings upon life and strife, revealing anecdotes and just enough time for mime. A range of topics for conversation will be considered and may include beer, Sudoku, babies on board, flamingo racing and early morning fascists. RSVP. Cocktails not included (or even available). Small talk provided. Dress code: formal / Victorian / casual.
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Original Review:
Strange is the only word to describe Paul Foot. OK, maybe odd. Or eccentric. Or bonkers – you get the gist. Dressed in ringmaster’s coattails, bow tie and skulking round the stage, stooping almost double, he resembles Groucho Marx with ADD. His random agitated pacing is like Brownian motion, bearing no relation to the rhythm of his delivery, and is intensely offputting as he struggles to get the gig under way. The downbeat introduction, however, is indicative of his vulnerable charm. He constructs elaborate situations, then starts doubting their credibility, before winning himself over and embracing the stupidity with total commitment. He starts with an apologetic description such as: ‘I wouldn’t exactly fall it jokes, more concerns, really’ then allow those concerns to spiral out of control. The Baby On Board signs that have been mocked by countless comics, for instance, particularly vexes him, so he suggests a number of stupidly impractical alternatives before ultimately coming to the same conclusion as the rest. Other routines about the polite response to being offered home-made cake, or over-examination of the phrase ‘living room’, equally start whimsical before being hyped into issues of huge importance, worthy of all his nervous energy. The comedy comes mostly from seeing a man get so worked up, taking his argument to painfully obscure, surreal extremes. It’s far from slick stand-up – although a lot of warped reasoning has obviously gone into the routines – and more like watching a descent into madness. The highlight is his extended mime, unusual in that he speaks throughout. It’s wonderfully contrived, but if you go with the flow, it works brilliantly – right up to the epically daft conculsion in which Foot hops in circles, imaginary piss spraying to all points, while struggling in mime with his spring-loaded eyeball and a valuable antique vase. It’s a stupidly hilarious piece. Such an oddball show almost inevitably misses the mark sometimes, and the awkwardness that’s so often endearing can easily top over to embarrassment. But this is the first time his hit-and-miss approach has hit so many bullseyes, and it’s certainly an unforgettable show. Reviewed by: Steve Bennett |
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Paul Foot talks on his website about the fact that when he did his first show, he didn't have any jokes, so he just started talking and making odd comments. Part of his being funny is the fact that he appears to have no thread of what he's doing, when, in fact he does. In the comment below, it mentions "an extended comment about moist cake"- this is one of Paul Foot's best routines- and it's hilarious. I'm a connoiseur. EP, August 2011 |
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In Nottingham last night, Paul was nervous. So would I have been with as many years in the industry as he has and so little concept of what is funny. His links between subjects were clumsy and not in a stylistic way. His one attempt at surrealism (an extended comment about a moist cake) would have been brilliant in better hands. A routine about subjects tackled in soap operas I’m sure worked on paper. Perhaps next time he could just leave us with the text, so I can read it on the way home and not waste valuable 'doing anything else' time. Norbert, May 2010 |
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Just reading about the eyeball mime had me creasing up with the memories. LB, August 2007 |

