Phil Jerrod: Submerged
- Suzanne Black
- 4 August 2017
This article is from 2017.
Fast-paced assault on contemporary paradoxes
Remember in Fight Club when Tyler Durden said 'you are not special. You're not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else. We're all part of the same compost heap. We're all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world'? With fewer imaginary alter-egos, punch-ups and soap-making, but with more fast-paced jibes at the world today, Phil Jerrod takes issue with the contemporary paradox of everyone wanting the same thing: to be different from everybody else.
Unashamedly and self-admittedly average, Jerrod flings pot-shots at beauty standards, obesity, Brexit, the divide between baby-boomers and millennials, and those perennial butts of the joke, hipsters. Drawing deep from the well of self-deprecation and peppering his routine with asides about how certain types of comedy are constructed, he also offers a bit more insight than your usual stand-up hour.
His Fringe brochure blurb promises sweat, and Jerrod labours very hard indeed to deliver a breakneck take on society's ills, but it's so densely packed that it's often difficult to digest one punchline before he's moved on to the next. No one should go so far as to call him the 'all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world,' but Phil Jerrod does provide some much-needed light-heartedness to our contemporary troubles.
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