Chris Turner: Pretty Fly
Gags and impressive ad-libbing abound in archaeologist's comedy show
This article is from 2014.
Chris Turner has a little warning sign ready to let us know that a pun is on the way. Holding the microphone at a higher, slightly awkward angle is the cue for his crowd to brace itself ahead of a spot of wordplay that will either make us laugh out loud or groan with pained admiration. Turner ditches the signal, though, probably for fear of a repetitive strain injury given the torrent of puns he throws our way through this impressive hour.
An archaeologist who digs hip hop (yes, that’s the kind of gag you can expect), Turner ends with an improvised rap built from audience suggestions, showing off his other talent as an accomplished ad libber (he’s also part of improv group Racing Minds).
He’s at his best when firing off those quickfire jokes, less assured when he dips into a longer form story in which his girlfriend is knocked over by a cyclist. Perhaps it’s there because Turner feels he needs to break up the hour’s rhythm but it’s not something that incessant gagsmiths such as Stewart Francis or Milton Jones consider doing over much longer shows. Maybe he should have a bit more faith in himself and his audience and keep going for the joke-jugular.
Pleasance Courtyard, 556 6550, until 25 Aug, 6.45pm, £7--£9 (£6--£8).