Fringe festivals across the country are unanimous: just ignore him — he’ll eventually disappear. Go away. Ignore his ads, unsubscribe his Afterpay hellscape.
He’s the ad you’ll try to turn from. The punchline nobody asked for. Oily. Cringe. The sketch you hate, the love you love — the show you swear you’ll never f$£kin’ watch again… but will. Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No — it’s an almost-boomer man-child who can’t show his face on TV because he’s a dentist. He’s Don Draper. He’s Scotty from Marketing. He’s Mr see-ya-next Tuesday, bruv. What’s his name?
“Move over, Wil Anderson. Marketing Man’s here to show you the real Gruen!” Theatre Matters ★★★★ “The audience is left in stitches from start to finish at Wilson’s talent for storytelling. Laugh until it hurts” Theatre Travels. Stitches?