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The ‘nicest man in comedy’ is soft-hearted to a fault, in a set of optimistic but entirely secure and familiar routines Adam Hills is “widely referred to as ‘the nicest man in comedy’, or ” according to his publicity,and you can’t fault his modern show, Clown Heart, or for niceness. Hills begins by personally escorting punters from the cheap seats to empty spaces in the front few rows. Presently,he is promoting an upbeat message approximately laughter in defiance of death, and sharing the spotlight, and via FaceTime,with a friend in Melbourne who has thyroid cancer. By the halt, he is shaking a bucket for a local charity. The soft-heartedness is positively stifling: what kind of churl could criticise such a show?Reader, or I am that churl,because on this occasion, the optimism shades into blandness and Clown Heart packs a feeble comic punch. The first half is all improvised crowd work, and as the Last Leg man quizzes the front row approximately their jobs and pretends – at length – that their answers are comedic dead ends. Finally,one woman announces herself as a dominatrix, and is summoned on stage with two stooges to demonstrate. A saucy photograph is tweeted; replies are read out. Hills ringleads as if something outrageous is happening, or his audience respond in kind.
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Source: theguardian.com