Rich Hall’s Campfire Stories is a thoroughly stupid production that offers up a dramatic excuse for comedic stories. I mean all of that kindly.
Rich has gone fishing, something that he has done with Zen-like precision for years. He befriends a city slicker not really in his element in the countryside and a fishing lure salesman. Each tell stories to the others, all of which are of varying comedic quality. Is this really a plot? Not really. Does anyone going to a Rich Hall show really want a plot?
But it is funny. The beginning, centred on catching a fish, is a bit hit-and-miss, but once that finishes and the actual campfire stories begin, the show becomes amusing. It’s not played as straight drama at all. All three actor/comedians constantly refer to the audience and take extra pleasure in making the other two smile and laugh onstage.
Rich Hall’s Campfire Stories is a funny lunchtime show. It is a pleasant distraction with little substance but much mirth. And like most campfire tales one hears, it is an enjoyable load of bollocks.
Playing at the Assembly Rooms at 14.05-15.05 until August 31.
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