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AN appearance on Michael McIntyre’s Comedy Roadshow and his sour memories of shooting Johnny Vegas’s sitcom Ideal notwithstanding, television’s loss is live stand-up’s boon, as there’s nobody more ugly in spirit if not countenance than Andrew Lawrence.
Lawrence’s vitriol is afforded additional venom for obviously springing from genuine feeling. Not all of his misanthropy could be as real, his relationship with his girlfriend seeming like it’s based on Steptoe and Son. But the care with which he crafts his lines of dense, disgusting insult, the poetic bile he spews forth, evokes a wonderfully distinctive persona. Lawrence’s belligerence is perhaps excessively amplified this year, with less vulnerability to lighten to the murk. But his closing prank, inducing his crowd to disrupt a neighbouring show, is rascally Machiavellian.
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