Submitted by dogfacedboy on 20 December 2013 - 10:39am
Leicester Square Theatre, London
19th December 2013
I'm not sure if this review is a recommendation that you should go and see a genius at work. That's not because I didn't laugh myself hoarse or marveled at skillful close up magic. It's just you have to be a certain type of person who understands the character and material he is doing. A jet black sense of humour - he will use racial and sexual slurs and constantly push at the audience to respond favourably or unfavourably. He says the unsayable and while you are gasping with mirth he tops what he just said. He rages, spits and castigates all "middle class wankers". Large screens on either side of the stage show his tricks in harsh detail that makes his manipulation of cards, disc, coins and grapefruit even more impressive as he bitterly growls "the closest you'll see me back on the telly". Material couldn't be more profane or topical - its all about Jerry as performer and ultimate misanthrope. The punchlines were still hitting home hours later and I giggled at his audacity.
Some groups out n their office party nights that were noisy at the beginning but well behaved. Mostly male if I'm honest
It made me think:
That behind the bawbag bluster there is a fierce intelligence and someone who is actually quite likeable. T-he occasional peak sideways from under the mask plus stunning & beautiful close up magic work enables you to catch your breath from laughing.