Lindsey Santoro: Pink Tinge is playing at the Pleasance Courtyard Attic venue until the 27th of August.
Entering, as she puts it ‘unceremoniously, like an orc’ from behind the curtain of this small but intimate venue, we strap in for an hour of blistering Brummie-blasting from bold and bolshy comedian Lindsey Santoro. A vibrant whirlwind of a human who barely stops to take a breath in this side-splitting hour of observational comedy.
There are no tricks, no gimmicks, no time wasted on audience interaction (and yet through force of personality we feel connected and are rooting for her from the off) just a fabulous insight into the life of a woman who really knows how to wring the humour out of any situation. Lindsey Santoro: Pink Tinge reminds me of the days when there was always a bit of a madcap character down your local watering hole holding court, keeping up the energy and boy does she create a court worth being held in.
Granted, the material won’t be for everyone, Santoro alludes to that in her opening spiel. There’s a big focus on life in the Midlands and some of the challenges, both mental and physical, that women face as they get older and have children and an even bigger focus on throwing out the kind of graphically descriptive jokes that make her mum blush (so she tells us). Yet as someone who doesn’t fall into many of those demographics, I was crying with laughter at numerous points.
Lindsey Santoro: Pink Tinge is an hour of brilliantly impish, saucy storytelling and salt of the earth comedy. A one-woman wrecking ball that gleefully smashes down a number of subjects we don’t often talk about. Leave anything prudish at the door and you’ll have a wonderful time.
