Sean Patton: Number One
- Brian Donaldson
- 4 August 2017
This article is from 2017.
A moving and literate hour featuring hurricanes and flatulence
Sean Patton has spoken in interviews of how he gets audiences firmly on his side before sending them off into a tailspin. With an elongated opening about how people pronounce his hometown of New Orleans the wrong way, Patton places us firmly in his orbit before slipping our emotions into a blender for the key moments in this expertly paced storytelling hour.
A serious penchant for the English language's glories underpins Number One's success as our host discusses his OCD and bedwetting (pretty much claiming, with admittedly hefty evidence, to be world champ at both), the time he witnessed a horrific road accident, an ungrateful woman he saved from having her drink spiked, and how breaking wind can bring people together.
But mostly propelling the narrative forwards is the history of his parents. No one wants to consider their mum and dad to be sexual beings, but Patton has seen things no offspring should ever have witnessed. As Hurricane Katrina blows and vague doubts about his father swirl around his head, Patton's tale arrives at its nail-biting finale. A storytelling wizard with the conspiratorial bonhomie of Glenn Wool, Sean Patton should be top of anyone's list of go-sees this month with this vivid, lurid and ultimately very moving analysis of love, loss and colossal flatulence.
Pleasance Courtyard, 5–27 Aug (not 14), 8.15pm, £9–£10 (£6.50–£9). Preview 4 Aug, £6.