Tom Ward
Do reviews matter? In 2018 early on during the Fringe I reviewed Tom Ward's show and gave it three stars. Towards the end of the festival I was googling around and saw that Ward had written something about seeing a really depressing review at the start of his run. He didn't name me, but I've always had a niggle that it was my review that dented his mental well-being during that Fringe. It probably made it worse that I said it was his best show yet and still only gave it three measly stars.
Towards the end of Tom Ward's latest show Popcorn Lung, there is a song about getting three star reviews and how dispiriting that can be. I think I know how he feels when it comes to the Edinburgh Fringe. Over the first weekend of the festival posters were already being sandblasted with four and five star review quotes. It would be easy to think there were no three star write-ups on the Fringe.
Tom Ward has been on my radar for a few years now. First because he was bloody weird, and more recently because he is bloody funny. Ward has harnessed his oddball side and made it much more relatable lately, while still retaining that special, indefinable Tom Ward Something. His latest show, Love Machine, touches on issues that everyone with a pulse will recognise. Well, almost everyone. As he puts it, "heartbreak, living (and dancing) alone in a house with no heating or hot water, mother problems, being 91% straight (prev.
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