Justin Moorhouse's Ever Decreasing Social Circle

Justin Moorhouse is on the look out for new friends; someone should tell him Facebook isn't the answer.

★★★
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Imagine for a moment you are casting a film charting the history of comedy. You need someone to fill the role of archetypal British stand-up comic – "must use the phrase Ladeez and Gentlemum frequently." Chances are you would probably give the part to someone like Justin Moorhouse.

It might be his rotund appearance, or his jovial northern accent, but Moorhouse just looks and sounds like a comedian. The way he strides confidently about the stage, his microphone cable trailing behind him, leaning over to ask audience members "where you from love" – you can tell this was the role he was born to play.

Clearly, Moorhouse could handle the Friday night slot at your average Working Men's Club with aplomb. But this is the Edinburgh Fringe, darling. We look for something that bit more cutting edge. Unsurprisingly, Moorhouse is about as cutting edge as a Stephen Segal biography. Well, when you can't do cutting edge, your best bet is to do populist. And what's more populist these days than a show about Facebook? About five minutes in, you know exactly how this set will pan out. Jokes about Facebook friends not really being friends, status updates and much innuendo about poking.

Over an hour the format is stretched to breaking point, but to be fair it is only really there to act as a launch pad for more of Moorhouse's acerbic quips . He is sharp enough to keep you laughing throughout and his audience interaction is second to none. What's more, he's a genuinely likable character, and his enthusiasm ensures this show is definitely worth an hour of your time.