Suzi Ruffell: Keeping it Classy
- Brian Donaldson
- 9 August 2017
This article is from 2017
Intelligent and pacy humour from a right-on stand-up
Hailing from a Portsmouth family of self-appointed 'legends', Suzi Ruffell calls them out when she sees failings. Such flaws usually abound through their less than egalitarian viewpoints, so it's a wonderfully ironic moment when the right-on Ruffell is falsely accused of racism in a weekend magazine's TV listings section.
Ruffell is probably one of the most improved Fringe comics over the past few years, and she has the sheen and script of a flawless stand-up machine. But therein lies one of the few problems with her act: it sometimes comes across as just a little too technically consummate, any kinks in her delivery having been smoothed out to within an inch of their lives.
Still, her material is strong and stage presence appealing as she waves the flag for working-class lesbians everywhere: not that she can find many around, particularly in the metropolitan arts bubble she's enclosed within, filled as it is with 'Toksvigs, Baldings and Perkins'. She's more likely to encounter some sleazy male such as the one who sidles up to Ruffell and her date in a club, leading to an incident which careers out of control, unfairly leaving her looking like the bad guy.
Always on the go and with her motormouth running constantly, Suzi Ruffell might leave you out of breath just watching her for an hour. Once you've caught it again, you're likely to be in the mood to see more through her whipcracking and intelligent lens.
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