|"I've come out of a closet that bigger on the inside than the outside"
||[Jan. 14th, 2008|02:04 pm]
would it be cruel of me to point out to the Belfast Whovians who frequent these parts (you know who you are) what a great gig they missed at the Black Box on Friday night? Yes, it would but I'll do it anyway.
It was a stand-up set called Moths Ate My Dr Who Scarf by Toby Hadoke, about his experiences growing up as a Dr Who fan in the 70s and 80s and how it showed him excitement and adventure, but also brought him pain and misery as the class geek who all the girls liked, "but as a friend". Eventually though there was vindication and validation (although those words weren't actually used in the show). It wasn't a laugh out loud show but rather the gentle titter of the comedy of self-recognition. Although billed as a gig that was accessible to non Who fans, there were many geeky types in evidence. He did achieve a fine balance between Who related in-jokes (some of which I didn't get as a mere general SF fan*) and jokes that the mundanes could grok. Katherine, my better half really enjoyed it, and she usually calls Dr Who silly (when she's being polite)
The ending was a little mawkish but ultimately life affirming and the whole thing well worth the few quid entrance. If he comes this way again I do advise you have a look as it's skiffy fun, of a sort you don't get too often. It has been dramatised on bbc7 with Colin Baker and Louise Jameson as his mum and you can also get it on cd, but of course it's not quite the same as the real thing
*of course I am a big enough geek that when he was making a point about the ground breaking natature of the programme featuring a suicide bomber in Death to the Daleks, and you wouldn't get that in a science fiction programme nowadays, I was tempted to shout out, "what about Battlestar Galactica, Season 3, episode 2"