Moran says he can sort us all out, without even knowing us, because we all have problems. If by 'sort out' he means 'make laugh' then he has indeed found the cure.
There follows a random monologue that hits out at the big stupidities of the world, like Trump and brexit, and the small ones, like going back to live with your parents. As ever with Moran it's not the nature of the observations themselves that hit home, but the bizarre juxtapositioning of words to create unlikely yet perfect images in the mind of the listener. So it suddenly makes perfect sense that Mike Pence's strange smile is down to him strangling a mouse in his pocket, or that Jacob Piss-Dogg is like a long spoon. And that in the pre internet, pre smartphones days we used to use 'building phones' to communicate.
This stream of surreal whimsy is chest-achingly funny and almost bewildering in it's ability to plant a memorable picture in your head yet seconds later throw in another that's wholly unrelated. Full of exhilarating comic invention, Moran's stand up is touched by genius.
Dylan Moran : Dr Cosmos is in the Rose Theatre at 19.30 until 25 August - but, deservedly, has sold out every night.
No comments:
Post a Comment