Matt Forde’s reputation as one of our finest political satirists moves into even more assured territory with this caustic and superbly angry hour of impressions and observations.
Caustic, biting and superbly angry
At a time when political angst and argy-bargy are more visible in our everyday interactions than any other time in recent memory, this was clearly as much a therapy session as a comedy gig for an audience apparently desperate to find something to laugh about at a time of impending national crisis.
And Forde delivers. My God, he delivers. His analysis of the apocalyptic state of the nation is spot-on, his eye for scathing detail unbiased, his aim pin-pointedly precise and his landing rate 100%. As befits a time of domestic anxiety and waning global influence, there is little that is polite about this show, and the more aggressively Forde lurches for the jugular, the more the audience loves it. For comedians to overcome the poisoned chalice of self-parodying politicians, they must create more consciously ridiculous personas than their targets have done accidentally, and his impersonations of Messrs Johnson and Trump in particular feel like a delicious – if very small - victory in the fight for some semblance of truth and decency.
The show blends the political bite you need with the laugh-out-loud-comedy you want, and it is refreshing to see a grown-up comedy set which is so clever, so accurate, and so very very sane. I absolutely loved it. I’m going again.
