Jacob Edwards: Faux Latino Show Pony
Fans of The Sunday Defensive will be pleased to hear that despite devouring an entire block of Red Leicester daily in Fringe 2010, Jacob Edwards isn’t dead. That said, I’m fairly certain it’s addled his brain a bit. Stepping out his of acclaimed duo and into the skins of three hapless comics in Faux Latino Show Pony, Edwards is laying a one-man assault on the sensibilities of every unwitting tenner that gambles on his show. Does it work? Yes.
Throughout the hour we’re introduced to Michael Heritage – dire and appallingly conceited, Roger Showbusiness – a trembling first-timer, and finally Remée Martin – the personification of ‘lecherous,’ under the guise that headliner, Jacob Edwards, is running late. He never materialises, so we’re treated to an hour in the company of three spectacular oddballs. Each of the characters is beautifully realised; they’re so detailed that Edwards is utterly invisible. From Heritage’s revolting hubris, to Showbusiness’s self-inculcated tragedy and Martin’s buttery smarm, each feels credible. This is a real testament to Edwards’ talent for comic subtlety .
Almost bordering on absurdist at times, he effortlessly lopes between each of the characters, toying with the full gamut of emotional responses. The characters shock, disgust, and even elicit sympathy from the crowd, making the laughter richer; it’s almost clown-like. Every sketch crescendos, each one meticulous in their quest to delight. There's also the single most creative feat of audience participation I’ve come across, leading into a violently funny silent sketch. The constant U-turns keep the audience on their toes, howling at the unforeseen. It’s electrifying.
Edwards is as skilled as he is playful; a real master of his craft. His timing is perfect and his delivery is seamless. Faux Latino Show Pony is, without doubt, the best character comedy I’ve seen this year. I can’t wait to see what's next.