With reserved front row seats, courtesy of the organisers, we were looking forward, once more, to the luscious Mr Law (Carole’s description!). We had an extra guest once more in Carole’s son Matt, and another friend who joined us at the venue, Ems (there’s your mention Ems as promised)! Drinks in hand, we settled down to enjoy an hour or two of comedy, knowing we would be watching someone at the top of his game.
This is the third time we have seen Mr Law’s Edinburgh Show “Maximum Nonsense” , that’s how good he is, and the show gets better with every viewing. It’s not quite the same act every time as he tweaks it and ad libs so there is always something new. We both have favourite bits which we look forward to with delightful anticipation…Carole was panicking at one point because she thought one fabulous funny was going to be missed out, but no, Tony delivered the set piece with particular panache and effortless energy much to her gratification.
With frenetic blonde hair, beard and more eyebrow action than the late Sir Patrick Moore at his best, Tony makes a feature piece out of his “look”, and invents combos of words to describe himself. Is he a new ethnic minority or a supreme martial art?? You will have to pop along to his show and find out for yourself!
“Bullying” the audience; poking fun at several other “nasty comedians” and introducing a musical element all went down well with an audience who obviously had begun to realise just where Tony was coming from. Overheard in the ladies by Carole was a comment from someone who said she had seen him in various comedic panel shows but hadn’t realised just how good he was…Tony’s brand of humour isn’t best shown there.
His take offs of various Brit accents are a key part of his act and it gets even funnier when he seems to be struggling with them and tells himself off for getting it wrong. Schizophrenic conversations of supreme surrealness ensue and are rewarded with roars of laughter by the B-Bar’s very appreciative audience.
Mr T has added in several new trial pieces which, if they go down well, will be included in his new show for this year’s Fringe. Not wanting to give too much away on that score I can only say that we are looking forward to excruciatingly boring dinner parties and trips to the far reaches of the galaxy!
The ending of Tony’s show can only be described as a sublime surprise, kicking in the face all those who have told him that he can never finish his shows … we had more accents, the audience singing and swaying, multimedia, torches and pirouetting pachyderms, and Tony running frantically here and there bringing it altogether.
Bravo Mr T, we are convinced, you can, indeed, finish your show.