Twayna Mayne: Black Girl
- Brian Donaldson
- 7 August 2017
This article is from 2017
Disappointing full debut from this likeable and deadpan performer
Twayna Mayne is on a quest to be more black. Having grown up a fan of The Archers and Poirot, she knew she needed to become more street so turned to The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. Role models have been something of a sticking point for black British females such as Mayne and the tendency is to look across the pond and find the likes of Beyoncé or Michelle Obama. Mayne has problems with both of them and she's not afraid to, well, hint at them.
There's a lot that could be said in this show, but Mayne doesn't seem overly confident in her own material. The deadpan delivery probably doesn't help, and neither does one almighty distraction of her projector being turned on at all times so that her name and show title are awkwardly lit up across her head and body throughout the entire show.
Quite rightly, Mayne criticises the comedy world for being the domain of young, white, male comedians but other than pointing this out, she doesn't especially offer anything of substance that will result in a power shift somewhere down the line. Perhaps she's just too nice (there aren't too many comics who wait by the door and thank their audience), but hopefully she'll have a more incisive follow-up to this disappointing debut.
Pleasance Courtyard, until 27 Aug (not 16), 4.45pm, £10–£12 (£8–£10).