"Iraq. Afghanistan. Sudan. That was a badly planned cycle holiday." Milton Jones is firmly in the Emo Phillips tradition: a quick-fire barrage of one-liners delivered with a goggle-eyed stare. He doesn't entirely overcome the in-built hazard of such material, which is the difficulty of sustaining it across an hour-long slot. But I've no quibble with the quality of his mind-bending quips: "I was watching TV the other day and I flipped over and all I could see was the brown cushions really close up."
His show, Rough Guide, is an A-Z of comedy. For the most part, it's one goofy wisecrack after another, culled from the same comedy territory as Viz's Crap Jokes. Figures of speech are taken at face value; marzipan is mistaken for temazepam. They are delivered endearingly by Jones, an offbeat pipsqueak in pyjamas and tumbledown hair.
For the first 20 minutes, we're punch-drunk with his joke combinations. Later, he mixes things up, with mini-sketches in which he plays a puzzled sailor and a similarly puzzled jailbird. There's an excellent closing set piece in which he bakes a cake with the help of samples from 1980s pop songs. More of these routines would give Jones's set a richer variety. But he's a top-notch joke-teller.
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