If you haven’t heard the name Ross Noble in the past year or so, you must have been hiding under a rock or something else large and heavy. Judging by the size of the audience, covering a wide demographic of people, his humour reaches out to all. His quirky brand of erratic and chaotic slapstick humour takes the audience back and forth through Ross’ warped and disturbed mind. Sometimes Noble seems more confused than his audience, but it’s his ability to hilariously struggle out of the proverbial comedic quicksand that makes Ross Noble so brilliantly funny.

The large expanses of the Town Hall’s main theatre do not diminish the bond that Ross establishes with his audience. The interaction with audience members seems to be his staple, as he is an off-the-cuff type of performer who will start a story 15 minutes into the show and finish it an hour and a half later.

There are a lot of wild tangents involving dwarfs licking chocolate off grapefruits, for example, or fish with breasts and exploding vaginas. To an Australian audience this is like Cocky’s Joy on bush damper, as we’re not obtuse to fart jokes and taking the piss out of other people.
Ross Noble’s show is big, loud, fast paced and wildly funny. And now that Ross is spending even more time in Australia, more and more people will be converted to his seamless brand of thinking-on-your-feet comedy.

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