20/08/08
Reviews from shouty people in cars -
Categories: REASONS I'M READY TO GO HOME:
- Three Weeks misquoted (and therefore, I think, misunderstood) my show 3 times in about 30 words. Impressive. Who says you can't tell they're students?
- Some guys in a car yelled "F*** off you pr**k" at me for no real reason yesterday. They then yelled the same to a pensioner a little further up, and then the same to an empty bus-stop further still. Then a different car nearly ran me over when he turned without indicating, and apparently that was my fault. I'm sensing the locals have had enough of us now. Come on, chaps - back to Blighty.
Having said that...
REASONS I AM LOVING IT:
- I cannot think of a better way to spend £50 then the three shows I saw on Monday. The Faulty Towers Dining Experience was brilliant. I expected to hate it ('Impressionists? That's not real comedy...') but it was excellent. You arrive to be greeted by Manuel, Sybil and Basil, all looking for each other among the crowd of punters. Basil slowly seats you, getting more and more annoyed by the slowness of us (oh yes, they don't just get annoyed at the other cast members - they get annoyed at us). A pigeon craps on someone's head (I don't think that was planned, but it was perfectly executed. Well done, pigeon - I award you 5 stars). We sit, and there are only forks on our table, and only knives on the next table. Between us, we swap them round, then complain to Basil that we had to do it ourselves. "Oh aren't we self-sufficient," he sneers as he strides across the room to throw Manuel against a wall. Perfectly done, brilliantly mimicked, and it's truly liberating to have restaurant staff insult you horrendously, but expect and encourage it.
- Oh, then I took my girlfriend to see Jason Cook - lovely and moving and funny and all that.
- Finally we saw some music - Antonio Forcione and Adriano Adewale - Italian acoustic guitarist and Brazilian percussionist. Just amazing. Go see, and go hear.
- Oh, and that day (Monday - my girlfriend's birthday), was rounded off with a fine meal with good friends. Where else could you see three excellent shows, do a show of your own (also excellent, of course), have a lovely meal in good company and with the backdrop of castles and mountains and the sea, and still have time at the end of it all to go and get ratted? Nowhere, that's where.
- The other reason I'm loving Edinburgh is that I'm loving my show. I'm happier with this than with any other I've done, and I genuinely get a little bit excited just before the last 10 minutes of it, because I enjoy doing the end of the show so much. So thank you Edinburgh for giving me the opportunity and excuse to write this show. But Edinburgh can you send some more proper reviewers rather than someone who can't spell the brief two-dozen words they have written?
Oh Edinburgh, you are a fickle mistress, but how I do love thee...
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