Simon Munnery – West End Centre, Aldershot – 2 November 2013
Simon Munnery is a criminally underappreciated comic, and his latest show, Fylms, is both ingenious and hilarious. And, as Munnery himself points out, stadium ready.
The concept is deceptively simple. On stage is a screen. In the middle of the audience Munnery has set up a little gantry for himself from where he will conduct the show. He has two cameras, one pointing at his face, and one pointing down on a tabletop, and a series of images and diagrams to display.
What follows is probably best described as a semi-animated TV sketch-show on-stage from the middle of the audience. Actually, that’s a terrible description. It’s mediocre-ly described as such. Look, it’s difficult to describe it, clearly, but it works very well and if you go along and see it you’ll see how simple a concept it really is. Then you can send me your own mediocre description of the show’s format.
The sketches veer all over the place, with no rhyme or reason. Some are incredibly surreal, others disturbingly lucid, all very funny. I’m going to pull out one moment which really tickled me, though far from the best joke of the night. After that, you should track down tickets for a show near you. I promise it’s worth it.
Very very very very very funny. Deeply profound and seemingly inane. And overwhelmingly pink.
This is a trailer for the DVD of a previous incarnation of the show, Fylm Makker. Be warned, it’s odd.