Chortle writes... Britain’s comedy circuit has been gone for the best part of a year – but much of it hasn’t been missed by Dave Longley, judging by this acrid, amoral story of a jobbing mid-tier stand-up.
It takes the form of a choose-your-own-adventure, starting with the dilemma of whether to take a last-minute £200 gig at Uncle Spunk’s Chuckle Trunk instead of the planned cosy night in with your partner.
From that point, you are plunged into a putrefying world of graphic violence, debauched sex and bilious scorn for the daily workings of the industry. Read the rest of this article