
Sun
May
10
2009
Herald Review - Carey Marx
And there's always one you wish there was more of.
In this case, that one was London comic Carey Marx, who delighted the half-filled Town Hall with his sharp and smutty humour that left some red-faced but most crying with laughter. Marx is new - and a welcome addition - to the festival this year.
He's more than prepared to push boundaries, following the brilliant logic that if you don't like rude words, you're not going to bugger off and call him rude names, but if you do like rude words, you're going to love him.
At times reading off his hand, Marx isn't the slickest of acts, which only adds to his charm.
Rambling and mischievous, he's a bit like Peter Pan's evil twin, and proved the crowning moment in a night of solid if not seamless comedy, giving the show the extra firepower needed to back up its big name.
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