Jo Caulfield: Older. Wiser. Smarter. Meaner
- Claire Sawers
- 15 August 2017
A pithy and dependable hour from a comic who rarely gets out of the low gears
Jo Caulfield doesn't suffer fools. Instead she gets on stage and tears them gently to bits with her pithy snark and languid disdain, all the while with a twinkle in her eye. People incurring her mild wrath lately have been her 'girly girl' female pals, especially the whiny one with all the allergies and her other mate who has recently gone through the 5 Ds of divorce (denial, depression, drinking, dancing then dogging) and finally found herself in an IKEA relationship (looks lovely now, it'll be falling apart in six months).
Caulfield's blueprint of being dependable, funny and reliable rarely wavers. She knows what her fans like so there will always be material aimed quite squarely at the mostly 40-plus audience, about marriage woes (her Scottish husband of 18 years gets the usual semi-affectionate slating), things that 'blokes' do differently from women (this stuff is starting to get a bit stale) and clichés about Scotland, her home for the past few years.
Jo Caulfield is a slick and confident comedian, but sometimes her mock 'can't-be-arsed' shtick feels a bit too real, and makes you wonder what would happen if she spiced up her tried and tested formula.
The Stand VI, until 27 Aug (not 21), 7.50pm, £10 (£9).