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Ross Noble review – master of nonsense unleashes his fizzing comic brain
news.movim.eu / TheGuardian • 29 October • 1 minute
Pavilion theatre, Glasgow
The surrealist standup’s two hours of fantastic off-the-cuff material covers topics as divergent as dugongs, Gregg Wallace and hypothetical horror musicals
Should we be more amazed that, three decades in, Ross Noble ’s comedy still changes every night – or that it never really changes at all? Both are true: no two gigs by this fantastic off-the-cuff comic are ever the same, and yet all of them cleave tightly to the same free-associating formula. Tonight’s show, part of his Cranium of Curiosities UK tour, is no different. I suspect these two hours of wildly divergent nonsense hit a fair few pre-scripted marks, but if they do, it’s deftly concealed among the expertly extemporised riffs – dreamed up, developed and kept going in constant dialogue with his audience – on Gregg Wallace, fairy figurines and dugongs .
It is, and always has been , quite the feat, of which Noble, now 49, is the effortless master. If I were feeling churlish (or when I’ve watched his work too frequently), I might feel fatigued at the attritional meaninglessness of his shows, which stubbornly refuse to coalesce into anything resembling a theme, point or argument. Sometimes, too, Noble’s meta-commentary on his own wackiness, and how mindblown we supposedly are by it, gets a bit much.
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