Facebook, tattoos, Aussie slang and uncomfortable moments ordering takeaway juice – DeAnne Smith powered through a mixed bag of topics, and that was only in the first few minutes. Voted one of Montreal's top five comedians for two years in a row, Smith has built a career in Canada and had hit shows in international festivals, including last year’s Adelaide Fringe. Despite this success she’s had a few ‘day jobs’ too, including a stint as a nanny that was milked for humour from an unanticipated angle.
Smith’s snappy dialogue veers off in unexpected directions, rewarding the quick-witted and those who desire more than dick jokes (althought there’s a small collection of these, presented in dead-pan fashion by Smith’s computer). This show covers a lot of ground: from store names in outer suburbs, to the merits of lesbian dream homes vs sponsoring kids in Sudan, Smith’s racist grandma and why the rest of the world can’t hate Americans any more. Intelligent design gets a serve, along with T-shirt slogans, bumper stickers, the big bang theory, and why librarians rock.
DeAnne Smith confessed up front that her show really did lack focus, and wouldn’t build to a spectacular, final joke to knock our socks off at the end. This wasn’t strictly true, because even though she let us down gently it was a bittersweet, hilarious end to the affair. Expect full houses.
The Tuxedo Cat until March 22 –