After re-invigorating the sitcom genre with Miranda and demonstrating her acting ability as posh Chummy in Call the Midwife, Miranda Hart unveils another weapon in her comedy arsenal. She’s a jolly good stand-up comedian.
Her My, What I Call, Live Show takes her TV sitcom performance as inspiration – catchphrases, asides to camera (here projected on a large screen), mishaps, mayhem and anecdotes offer an air of familiarity to her legion of fans.
She wouldn’t be Miranda if there weren’t silly walks, embarrassing social gaffes and soul-baring revelations about the perils of first dates and the bodily functions of a 40+ woman.
Less a stand-up show, more a pyjama party, Miranda invites her audience into her “cocoon of fun”, rolling out the hostess trolley packed with snacks, drinks and props for her games.
She wants to get to know her audience – locating all the teenagers, the parents, the single ladies and, especially, the single men on whom she can practice her flirting technique. It leaves a lot to be desired, but it does make you laugh.
We’re encouraged to sing, to dance, to join in. Most of all we’re encouraged to forget all our troubles and just have a jolly good laugh. We’re very happy to oblige.
Considering she’s a stand-up beginner, Miranda shows a lot of polish and control of the audience. The show is well thought-out with jokes cleverly reiterating their punchlines later. And we must mention the show’s “soundtrack” which had the audience bopping and giggling well before Miranda entered triumphantly to Chesney Hawkes’ The One and Only.
To reveal much more would spoil it for those lucky enough to have tickets to see the show.
All I will say is, look out Beyonce.