Review: I'm Almost There

Whoever said love was an easy road never had to descend several flights of stairs to greet the perfect date. In an attempt to dodge an eccentric neighbour, an enticing cult leader and a lost cat who seems to have it out for him, this musical comedy has the audience yearning, through watery eyes and belly laughs, for a happy ending.

Piano player Todd Almond epitomises the modern trials and tribulations of the search for Mr Right in his hilarious one-man, three-musicians, show. While often poignant and sentimental, this chaotic whirlwind blends a drunken night out with a sing-song school assembly to create the true romantic comedy.

Set entirely to piano, harp and bass guitar, Anderson effectively utilises the rich seam of modern self-deprecating drama (a subtle indication to the producer he shares with sensation Fleabag), while retaining the comedic element of being unlucky in love.

As well as a masterful script, the talent on display from the three musicians elevated the performance, easing the audience into suspense or laughter, guiding them along the rocky road of romance.

With doubts and obstacles coming from all avenues to foil Todd on his pilgrimage to happiness, this show is a comedic love song to our darkest thoughts, and the hot date waiting at the door.