As you may gather from the title (Seymour Mace Gets Sucked Off By God), there is nothing much that’s ordinary about this show.
To say that Seymour Mace pushes the boundaries of stand-up rather misses the point.
He clearly wouldn’t know a boundary if he saw one. And no, it’s not particularly smutty, despite the title. In fact, there are fewer gags about sex than in most stand-up acts.
The man just lets rip his imagination, with mad bits of costume; shouting; singing; dancing; magnificently daft gags about Enid Blyton’s connection to paedophilia; the saddest pictures in the world; potatoes versus knives (you had to be there); 80s music; ways to live, ways to die; and much more.
It’s the sort of thing sometimes called ‘surreal’, which it isn’t: let’s face it, Salvador Dali wasn’t much cop as a stand-up, was he?
This is all about very real, surprising, but brilliant, feats of imagination; and the only rule of comedy that Mace adheres to is that it has to be funny – which it is, in spades, whatever God’s sexual preferences may be.
A highly original, exhilarating mind-blaster of a show. Yum!
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Reviewer: John Christopher Wood | Star rating: *****
Seymour Mace performed at the Widcombe Social Club in Bath on Monday 8th April 2019.