London Is Funny: Review – Jon Richardson, Funny Magnet
Jon Richardsonremains very, very good indeed – but who was that sitting in row G, asks Ben Clover?
If you were going to see one living, working stand-up do an hour show before you were extradited to another country and potentially jailed, which would it be?
It’s a matter of taste, but if your first choice wasn’t Jon Richardson and, due to a mix-up, you ended up going to see him, you’d still have done well. As you heard the prison door close behind you, you’d think: “Well, I saw one of the best live stand-ups there was to see in one of the evenings I had as a free man.”
Evening Standard: Jon Richardson, Leicester Square Theatre - review
A skilfully executed show where an impish Mr Misery picks the scabs of life.
A Twitter rumour was circulating during Jon Richardson’s opening night that Julian Assange was in the audience. If the WikiLeaks honcho was present it would have made perverse sense, one psychologically intriguing character watching another.