Matt Rees: Happy Hour
- Brian Donaldson
- 3 August 2018
Disappointing hour of meandering when a substantial story begs to be told
Matt Rees doesn't think anyone would naturally assume he was a comedian. He reckons people would sooner believe him to be 'a comedian's autistic nephew' than an actual stand-up himself. Any career ambitions the 28-year-old Welshman may have had in reaching the top of this show business game have been seriously derailed by an addiction to alcohol which, in Rees' case, is worryingly facilitated by the comedy world's inherent social side.
For a show about struggling to deal with drug dependency, a lot of time is spent recollecting the awkward encounters he's had with canines. And whenever it looks like he's getting deep into the heart of the matter, he diverges all too easily into meandering sections about a nostalgic obsession with the mashed potato-loving kids' TV show Bodger & Badger, and the time he attempted to entertain the troops, with disastrous consequences. There are certainly some fine bits here (such as his relationship with a funny grandmother and his hilariously misguided belief about Linda McCartney's maiden name), but they are a little lost in narrative hesitancy. Disappointingly weightless observations about the Megabus being awful and those crazy rules and regulations regarding hand luggage on flights are the abiding memory of Happy Hour, instead of the substantial material that is occasionally threatened.
Pleasance Courtyard, until 26 Aug (not 13), 4.45pm, £8–£10 (£7–£9.50).