‘I invented anger’ bellows Michael Legge, as soon as he comes on stage. The man is certainly not afraid to unleash the pure rage that is bubbling up inside of him. He is notoriously miserable, grumpy and hot-headed, so expect a furious tirade against everything and everyone, especially those darn taunting frogs.
From the intolerability of fringe actors to infuriating parodies of Keep Calm and Carry On posters, Michael Legge outlines his ‘hate’ list, which proves to be quite extensive. Delivered with such venom and passion, even the audience will come out of the show with a newfound hatred of ‘cups that try to be fun’. I am surprised that he didn’t burst a blood vessel with the frenzy that he worked himself up into. With his fast-paced delivery and frantic demeanour, his sheer disdain and utter disappointment in the world around him is very funny to watch.
Ridiculing the likes of Michael McIntyre gangs of ‘youths’ in London, this angry Irishman knows how to engage an audience. However, this meant that his material was slightly unoriginal; we’ve all heard angry rants about Twitter before. Where he does better though, is with his anecdotes about his holiday in Bulgaria which slows the pace of the show right down and is a welcome break from his one-liners. The interaction he describes between himself and his new best friend who happens to be a vodka-loving, British-hating Bulgarian man is highly entertaining. However, the long winded ‘frog-porn’ story was a tangent too far and meant that the audience’s attention was lost a little.
With his innate cynicism and gloomy outlook on life, Michael Legge, ironically, puts a smile on your face.
