Seymour Mace's Magical Shitcakes from Heaven
- Suzanne Black
- 6 August 2017
Oddball antics border too often on tedium
A 48-year-old man in a homemade chicken outfit, a clown doll and one of the saddest songs ever committed to vinyl. Put them together and you get the opener to Seymour Mace's latest concoction of diverting silliness juxtaposed with bouts of abject misery, and a good indication of the remaining hour's content.
Mace has made a name for himself with his particular brand of homespun daftness and, as in previous shows, the wonky props are all there along with the gameshow moments and the aim of injecting some childlike laughter into our often bleak existences. It's certainly a noble goal and, for existing initiates and new fans alike, may provide a comedic respite from modern life's many tensions; but the apotheosis of absurd humour to some is merely tedious antics to others.
Mace clearly has his followers and they will not be disappointed by his latest round of silliness. If whimsical illustrations, oddball skits and an attempt to heal society's alienation through dressing up like pirates sounds like time well spent then this may be the one for you. But it's undoubtedly not for everyone, as his Edinburgh Comedy Award-nominated 2015 show title Niche as Fuck! attests.
The Stand III, until 27 Aug (not 14), 1.30pm, £12 (£10).