Garrett Millerick: The Dreams Stuff is Made Of
Theatrical comedy routine, full of sound and fury
Bellowing, ranting and occasionally swigging from miniatures of Jack Daniels to calm himself down, Garrett Millerick is a bit like a booming Brian Blessed, with a keen sense of his own failure. Social injustice features heavily in his theatrical routine, which begins with him binge watching old episodes of Dragon's Den, and relishing in his disgust for the smug entrepreneurs, airily crushing the dreams of poor people meekly trying to escape their 'tarpit' lives.
He signposts early on that his political stance is 'unclear' and his views will meander wildly – his near tearful worship of Amazon's new Prime Now delivery service clangs loudly against his disgust for capitalists disguised as earnest do-gooders – and there's a whole section about that time he found himself filming a documentary about a smarmy, self-aggrandising ballroom dance celebrity, trying to 'give something back' to a deprived inner city school in Birmingham.
In his own words, he's 'full of piss and vinegar', and not happy with many things including our surveillance society, the dubious morality of Harry Potter fiction and his wife's new passion for colouring-in books. Still, watching him flail about the stage is an entertaining thing, full of sound and fury, occasionally signifying interesting things.
Pleasance Dome, until 28 Aug (not 15), 9.40pm, £8.50–£11 (£7.50–£10).