Not only does this intelligent finely crafted piece of theatre make the global financial crisis intelligible, it also makes finance – dare I say it – fun!
What I liked about him then, and this still is true, is that he is a joyful comic - sweet and friendly and slightly awkward - but the type of comic you want to hang out with and you want to laugh with.
Joanna Murray-Smith’s play is, at its core, a discussion of fidelity and personal happiness which questions fundamental notions of interpersonal duty and the nature of romantic love.
If you're looking to unwind, let go, celebrate, unleash, or express, this is going to work a treat. You'll beat things, clap and sing. No, really, you will. It's fun to make noise.
Contradiction, conundrum, conflict, racism, misogyny and homophobia run through this play like a main circuit cable snaking through a moral minefield of explosive allegation.
Following the unedifying edict that "there's a sucker born every minute", the show skewers the modern self-improvement economy in a piss-take parody of today's 'gurus' and snake-oil salesmen.