Glenn Moore has a device he’s deploying in his new show, to maintain a balance between hilarity and underwhelm. He has two notebooks, one placed on each side of the stage. If a joke goes badly, he’ll go to the book containing his best ever material, and win the audience round with one of those classic gags. And if tonight’s crowd starts loving his show too much, he’ll read from the other book, containing material he’s ashamed of.
Slim chance, you might think, of Moore’s audience not finding him funny: this is one of the best joke writers in the business. And Please Sir, Glenn I Have Some Moore? is another compendium of crackers from the 36-year-old. They are strung around the episodic tale of a drive through Death Valley he took, years ago, with his two cousins. They take a wrong turn, get lost, and acrimony ensues, in a story designed to demonstrate our host’s low self-esteem and lack of assertiveness.
