Dave Gorman at The Tabernacle, Notting Hill
Note: This review is from 2009
Dave Gorman, running in some material ahead of his official return to stand-up this autumn, has some whip-smart one-liners here – I’d defy anyone not to love his 77-degrees gag. But quickfire gags is not really the sort of comedy he does. Though he’s leaving behind his epic odysseys that redefined the ambition of solo comedy shows, the storytelling style still remains.His cliché-free tale of drunkenly arriving in Las Vegas is a gem, with a lovely payoff, although the entire yarn about his incident with a post box bears much less fruit, and trying to joke about how futile the whole episode – and routine – is, only highlights the lack of meat in the segment, rather than compensating for it. He can certainly hold a room, though, even when there’s no gold at the end of the rainbow.
Review date: 10 Jul 2009
Reviewed by: Steve Bennett
Reviewed at:
The Tabernacle