Live at the Moth Club

I would happily watch 'somewhat unknown comedians' if they were either ( a ) only SOMEWHAT unknown, or ( b ) comedians. I've persevered with this in the hope that there will, at some point, be some comedy involved. 'Dry' comedy would be fine; this is not 'dry', it's arid. Desolate. Barren.

Even that would be bearable if the 'framing' story or it's characters were even vaguely funny. As one previous reviewer mentioned, Mark Heap can usually draw humour from any situation; this one has defeated even him ... and God knows, if it's reliant on the other regulars for it's survival, I really hope no-one has given up their day jobs. In fact, I really hope they have day jobs.

If you like humour, watch something humorous. If you like dry humour, watch something drily humorous. If you really really like things that are less funny than a bad middle-school end-of-term production written by the least funny person in the school and featuring characters who are about as funny as gangrene - month-old gangrene at that - watch this show.