Went to see Michael MacIntyre last night at Grand West Casino. In case there is anyone who doesn't know who he is, he is one of my favourite British comedians (are there any others?). He can make you laugh without resorting to smut and his comedy is based on everyday observations of life.
We booked only a few days before the show, so as usual were told only the expensive seats were left, but what is life for if it isn't for living, so we took the plunge. Not quite into the deep end, but I was told that the seats would be very good. When we got there, we were pointed in the direction of the roof - the bit where it joins the building, some 30 rows or so up a steep ascent akin to Everest. Although we had a marvellous view of the stage and the three giant screens (vital for those of us of advanced age and failing eyesight), it was still hard to understand how they could have been among the most expensive seats. However, perhaps they were the back row of the last expensive seats. There was one last row behind us, and judging by the comments, those spectators were also surprised at their situation. Further down towards the foothills, we noticed that some seats required the occupants to peer through metal barred guard rails - rather like a prison cell - to see the stage and so we felt somewhat better about our seats. Perhaps they were the cheap ones.
The show started with a supporting act of another British comedian who was also very good - unfortunately his accent was quite strong and you had to really strain to understand him. I would imagine that if we had been to see Billy Connolly we would have had to be in training with DVD for weeks beforehand to tune our ears in!
When MM finally took the stage, we were in no way disappointed. He started by telling us he had no idea that anyone here even knew who he was and that he felt a bit like Rodriguez! He gave a short spiel about people searching for him, etc. and we really warmed up to him. I had a bit of difficulty at times with the accent although it's not bad, but he speaks incredibly fast. However, the facial expressions and hand and body movements are a treat all on their own and his skipping across the stage was a party trick of note!
Despite only having arrived here on Thursday, he has obviously picked up on a lot of the quirks of South Africa, such as taxis with 78 passengers and cars that don't appear to have those little red lights on the back at each side! His discussion of the contents of the 'man drawer' drew nods of agreement throughout the crowd as we all identified with the countless unidentified keys and old batteries.
He entertained us so well that my face was starting to get rather tired, and then he launched into the tale of the removal of his wisdom teeth. Well, I can only say that was the most hilarious story I have ever heard and I had to take out the tissues to wipe away the tears and mop the mascara! I would never have worn it if I had known I would be crying with laughter! My cheeks were so sore I had to hold my face between my hands.
He was only here for two days but I am sure he could do a week next time. You will do yourself and your health a big favour if you go to see him. After all, laughter is the best medicine!
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