Terry Williams in ‘The Grin Reaper’
Produced by SeriousComedy Limited
For 2013 NZ International Comedy Festival
At Brooklyn Bar and Lounge, Lorne Street
Saturday 27 April, Tuesday 30 April and Saturday 04 May 2013 at 7pm
Duration: 1 hour
Reviewed Saturday 27 April, 2013
Published at http://www.theatreview.org.nz
The longest living people have nine secrets.
So says Terry Williams, the Grin Reaper, and the aforementioned nine secrets provide the theme for his latest show. He’s right, of course, about the nine secrets, but as with most good comedy shows this doesn’t stop Williams commenting liberally on anything and everything including the occasional words of support – and advice – he gets from the more vocal members of his audience and, in so doing, he definitely runs the gamut of human experience.
I first attended comedy festival shows almost 20 years ago and, after watching some pretty dire efforts, with more deaths than laughs, performed by fledgling … I hesitate to call them comedians but that will have to do, I vowed never to go to a New Zealand stand-up comedy show again.
Ever the pretentious classicist, I was raised on a diet of Jack Benny, Milton Berle, Mort Sahl, Sammy Davis Jnr, Shelley Berman and Lenny Bruce which, in time, evolved into Peter Cook and Dudley Moore, the Two Ronnies, Adrian Edmondson, Jasper Carrott, Alexei Sayle, Robin Williams, Bill Maher, Jerry Seinfeld and George Carlin. I ached to laugh at great women comics and had to make do with Phyllis Diller, Lucille Ball and Joan Rivers until Ellen DeGeneres and Sarah Silverman came along.
I have to add that I was also a real fan of The Comedy Company, and in particular Mary-Anne Fahey and Kim Gyngell, with the Fahey genius perhaps best reflected in the characters of Kylie Mole and Jophesine while Gyngell’s Col’n Carpenter, reminding me as he does of our own prime-time comedian Colin Craig, an all time classic. They were, happily, Australian so I grudgingly approved and allowed them to squeeze into my inventory of top comic entertainers.
Such was my overseasia.
As to New Zealand being an incubator for comedy brilliance I would have none of it. Others said ‘yes’, but I said ‘not a whit!’
Last night I had to eat my words.
Actually I’d been eating them for awhile because, no matter how hard I’ve tried to the contrary, I consistently find ‘Seven Days’ massively entertaining and most of those guys are Kiwis. Occasionally they even allow a woman in – the delicious Madeleine Sami, the outrageous Urzila Carlson and the immensely talented Michele A’Court – but comedy in Aotearoa New Zealand is still largely a man’s game and no matter how much I may carp volubly about this no-one seems to be listening. Laughing, yes, but not listening.
I have the pleasure of reviewing quite a number of shows during the 2013 New Zealand International Comedy Festival and what I’ve written above I will say only once – but it may well inform the nature of my comments on other shows from here on in.
So be it.
Terry Williams is one of this new breed, a strain of comedian that I seem to have missed while in my self-imposed, petulant, anti-Kiwi wilderness. He’s attractive, charming, incredibly well prepared, has good material and, surprise of all surprises, he’s actually very funny. Not riotously, pants-wettingly funny, though he did elicit more than a few gutsy guffaws, but more subtle, more sneak-up behind you funny and it went down a treat with his full opening night house.
I learned a bunch of stuff, too.
I learned that longevity is 25% luck – the cards you’re born with – and 75% life style choices. I learned that if you grow up in Okinawa your life expectancy is increased immeasurably. I learned that I could visit Blue Zones website and do a survey and I was given a Get-Out Of-Death-Free card which goes with the website. I also learned what not to do when returning a jar of mayonnaise to the ‘fridge.
I especially liked Williams’ carefully constructed gags, the ones he’s built from the ground up and which are almost idiot-proof. I liked that he had great one-liners to poke the audience with when we failed to catch on to his more arcane and convoluted thought trains. There’s a few of these and they’re well worth the effort though I did wonder how they’d go down at the Taumarunui Cosmopolitan Club. They probably wouldn’t, because Williams is a class act and I’ve little doubt he has material to suit every occasion.
There’s the classic content, too, the jokes that pitch one suburb/region/country against another. The French, Hamilton, Westies and gays all cop some stick but it’s all good natured, well timed fun – and in the spirit of living longer so who can possibly complain.
There’s the self-deprecating stuff, too, but that’s somewhat less successful. Not much, just a bit. Sorry, Terry, but we like you and we’re not that chuffed when you take the mickey out of a mate and by the end of 55mins that’s how we’ve grown to see you. You’re our mate, and we’re happy with that.
A word about the venue: bigs ups to Brooklyn Bar and Lounge. The venue seats about 60 comfortably and it’s stylish and tasteful. Alcohol and comedy seem to go together and, if this is your bag, then Brooklyn Bar and Lounge is a very nice way to marry the two. Either way, it’s a great venue for taking in a show and the staff are terrific as well.
The Grin Reaper certainly reaps the laughs and Williams, playing at 7pm and great in his own right, is also a first-class precursor to a later show if you’re up for more than one in an evening and Brooklyn Bar and Lounge, just happens to be within 5 minutes walking distance from all the other comedy venues.
Catch The Grin Reaper if you can – you might even get to win a bottle of his sponsor’s fine product!
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