There’s something refreshing about seeing a stand-up show with a title that accurately reflects the content of the act. The show’s called
In other hands the material could come across as saccharine but his material often turns intelligent and thought-provoking
So we hear about the seeds of his romance and how it blossomed into marriage; we hear about his daughter’s jokes; we hear about why he is unlikely to garner the fame that his daughter believes he is due. Smallman spins these stories with an easy charm, teasing out the laughs and ensuring each anecdote has a satisfying and sometimes hilarious payoff. More often than not the girls in his life prove to be the perfect comedic foils, providing the punchlines for the comedian’s well-crafted set-ups.
As the tales unfold, the relationship Smallman has with his girls proves to be overwhelmingly positive. In other hands the material could come across as saccharine but the comedian has an openness and authenticity that is compelling, and his material often turns intelligent and thought-provoking – not least when he talks about negotiating people’s reactions to his wife’s former career in porn.
The laughs come most often when Spellman talks about times spent with his daughter, and some of the unlikely situations they have found themselves in – from a wrestling ring to the back of a police van. The pride that the likeable comedian takes in his daughter is abundantly apparent in the warmth of his delivery. It is this positivity which marks My Girls as one of the more enjoyable and uplifting routines you could see this year.