I’m not sure I could ever have been quite prepared for the Lochless monster himself…
Jerry Sadowitz‘s blend of darkness, surly wit, comic timing and indiscriminate discrimination went down a storm with the audience at the Tyne Theatre & Opera House and gave me jaw ache from laughing so hard, a sensation not felt since I broke into my Granddad’s toffees aged three.
Breaking with routine, Sadowitz employed the use of various headdresses to convey different characters, resulting in the show becoming a hilarious compilation of quasi-sketches.
One of the funniest, most consistent and endearing characteristics of a comic is their self-deprecation, and Sadowitz had this in bucket loads. Indeed, his genuine ability to incur laughter on himself healed the bruises everyone in the audience no doubt felt from his brilliantly scathing comments. No one was left safe, indeed, Sadowitz made doubly sure to offend every race, creed, religion and social group, uniting his audience in an hour and a half long dress-down of themselves and everyone else in the world.
Sadowitz needs to ensure he graces the North East with his illustrious presence on a more regular basis – I’ve not laughed that hard in a long time.