 I really like watching Justin
Moorhouse on stage as he always looks like he’s having fun.
Sweaty fun, but good fun nonetheless.
His easy banter and genuine desire to entertain an audience shine
through and ensure that from the very moment he introduces himself
we’re on his side. This
is enhanced by his assertion that he’s not here to make us think, his
only job tonight is to make us laugh.
So how’s he going to achieve this?
As is the Fringe way there has to
be a concept to his show. This
year Moorhouse has decided to hang his laughs around the number 7, hence
the somewhat disturbing Snow White flyers (I don’t think Disney will
be calling anytime soon, unless it’s to issue some kind of lawsuit.
Mind you, I think that bearded and northern is a route they
should consider taking – Disneyland Scunthorpe anyone?).
Alas, this is not simply a show about dwarves, although they do
get an honourable mention. Moorhouse
is instead looking at the idea that there are only 7 basic plots in the
world. If you’re not overly literary don’t worry, this isn’t
some kind of twisted English lecture.
Each plot is used as a springboard for Moorhouse to jump into a
story about his own life or beliefs.
But not beliefs that make you think, remember.
Just ones that make you laugh.
Except that they do make you think a wee bit, but only about how
people that sue for compensation after they’ve had accidents are
idiots who shouldn’t be let out on their own.
And that’s hardly a revelation.
Moorhouse states that he doesn’t
react well to criticism – a fact that is also expertly woven into his
show. Luckily for him I couldn’t find much to criticise.
I thoroughly enjoyed myself and would urge anyone seeking a solid
hour of entertainment to seek him out.
You’ll be in SEVENth heaven!
(Don’t
worry, his jokes are better than mine).
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