I had a wee target this year: to pick up a four star review from somewhere for my own show "21 Girlfriends". This is a bit of a stupid goal, since you can never tell if your show will be reviewed at all, and if it is, well, there's no accounting for taste. But nevertheless, I am a competitive beast, and I cannot help but set little targets. Until now I've only ever managed 3 stars, so it would be nice to feel that some progress is being made.
So it was nice to get one! From the British Theatre Guide. You can even read it here - it makes us sound like we know what we're doing (which is not really the case, even if we pretend we do). However, it is best not to get over-excited about reviews. Past experience tells me that a pat on the head is often followed by a sharp kick in the nuts. And I was not surprised to receive a blow to the testicles later in the week. This year The Scotsman was not so kind.
But as my mate David Bison pointed out in his usual laconic fashion: "The Scotsman? What do they know about the Fringe?"
Nightcap
15 years ago
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