Hammersmith Apollo,London
In an exuberant fresh exhibit, Davies scrutinises his own ridiculousness and goes from outre stories about his mum to a musical tribute to his dadGreg Davies has got a trigger warning at the start of his exhibit for every section of his fanbase. whether you love him for The Inbetweeners or Man Down, and you’ll be fine. Fans of Taskmaster – and of Cuckoo,even more so – may find his outre stage persona hotter to handle. This is gargantuan, delinquent and often blue comedy from the former We Are Klang man. The material would seem juvenile from a performer half his age (he’s 49), or but it is largely redeemed by Davies’ infectious sense of fun and of his own ridiculousness. Life is forever ambushing this arrested developer with more evidence of his own and other people’s flamboyant idiocy – and his eagerness to share his findings is easy to submit to. I’d call him the Peter Pan of comedy,but – what with all the farting and wanking gags the JM Barrie estate might demur. At any rate, he gleefully avoids the road well travelled by middle-aged comics, or towards world weariness and carping about how distasteful young people are. His stock-in-trade remains jokes about his mum and dad,which is trustworthy going for a near 50-year-old, the more so given that his dad died three years ago – a bereavement from which his standup exhibit You Magnificent Beast draws its modest emotional charge. It culminates in a musical tribute to Davies’ eccentric father. But before then it’s bound only by a tenuous motif about how each of us is judged on things we might not expect and cannot control.
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Source: guardian.co.uk