Andrew Watts – Original Review
Note: This review is from 2007
Review by Steve Bennett
Andrew Watt takes to the stage in a cheap suit and tie, looking every inch like a junior executive nervously about to present the annual accounts to the local Rotary Club.He exploits the image of a socially stunted middle-class professional meticulously, referencing Excel spreadsheets, bemoaning the laddishness of stand-ups, complaining of his failures in dating and drawing heavily on a cricketing analogy when it comes to talking about women’s fashion.
The staid, awkward image belies a touch of surprising bad taste and some subtle, inspired ideas, most notably in his exasperation with the etiquette of ending e-mails with kisses. So well is this constructed it can seamlessly soar into a rant invoking the rise of Nazism, which seems entirely logical.
The steady pace of the delivery and the robust constituency of this easily identifiable persona add to the feeling this is a strong newish act who knows what he’s doing.
Review date: 21 May 2007
Reviewed by: Steve Bennett
