Rob Auton: The Time Show
- Brian Donaldson
- 7 August 2019
A nervy and likeable approach to the concept of time
Recalling George W Bush's simplistic War on Terror diktats, Rob Auton insists that people who come to see his shows are either immediately for him or against him. His repeat customers are welcome; if you don't like his schtick, well, fine, you won't be back anyway. In actual fact, there is a cosy middle ground here, as he enjoyably ticks off some of our concepts about time.
Having previously explored hair, talking and the colour yellow, the Yorkshire comic questions whether this show should even shelter under the umbrella of comedy, as he throws out quips, poems, mini-tales and analogies. He amusingly over-analyses phrases such as 'my days are numbered,' and 'live in the moment' while offering an alternative take on the slightly sinister classic kids' game 'what's the time Mr Wolf?'
His faux-mockery of members of the audience perches adjacent to his own deep self-deprecation, and while there's a hesitant unease about some of his performance, it's hard not to be carried along with the cause. Though the highly emotional section seems to spring from nowhere and then drifts off, which rather lessens the intended impact, Auton has an intriguingly edgy presence with some good lines and fine crowd patter.
Assembly George Square Studios, until 26 Aug (not 13), 2.50pm, £10–£12 (£9–£11).