Tony Law attacks the stage with fervent brio: flying off on tangents that are often funnier than the vague main act itself. I for one could stand to hear an upset Englishman bemoaning the state of foreign architecture for a whole evening, if it’s done through the eloquent, barmy filter of Tony Law. The act is not focused in a traditional way, with distractions and seemingly off the cuff stories taking up far more time than any clear main bits. The denouement at the end of the show was a memorable payoff however, reflecting the intelligent comedic craftsmanship beneath the haphazard humour. Melancholy moments behind the “mask” of his act further enriched a bewitching evening of comedy.
The Old Market, 19 March 2017