- Brian Donaldson
- 7 August 2008
This article is from 2008.
A logic-defying show about science
The queen of lo-fi is back with kitsch artefacts all around and a scattery mind deep within. This year her comedy patchwork has Josie Long fiddling around with science, a subject she studied at school (for 'studied' read 'sat with her head on the desk throughout') but is keen to now investigate and enjoy, partly inspired by those fancy wallcharts that the big papers have been handing out in recent times. While her favourite ones have fallen out of The Guardian, this makes her feel like an abused woman returning to the partner that bashed her about with a bad review last Fringe.
In a big slopy room, the world is at Long's feet and there is a warmth circling her that cannot be denied. But it would be mightily impressive for her acolytes to talk up her shambolic climax, a shimmery, light-bulb show held up by the audience that should be magical (recreating as it does a starry, starry sky at night) but falls flat for the one simple reason which Long herself acknowledges: only she can actually see what is going on.
For this reviewer, that mirrors the rather blind faith which some critics and many of her fellow comics have had in her. Amiability and kookiness is just not enough. There actually seems to be too much invested in this comic, so desperate is the industry to find a strong female stand-up who might rise above the dross. Josie Long's reputation may precede her, but it defies all logic and reasoning.
Pleasance Courtyard, 556 6550, until 25 Aug (not 9, 19), 9.45pm, £10–£11 (£8.50–£9.50).