Christ the Redemptor who died on the cross for your banklåns sake, what a disaster this had been. If we were, say, ståplatspublik before a football game. Waterfront tickets does not match the existing seats on the balcony and then you can't let anyone at all, as in, for example, flygplatsgater. Oh no, here we stand, thousands of people trapped and crowded together in a complete genderless konferenscenterentré, and thinking casually of death. Society digitalnaivitet.
A rökgranat here and, oh, my gosh.
almost everyone got a place, and perhaps the world's most respected comedian, poles out. In addition to her usual lipstick and illröda nails, this time dressed in a dress, leather boots with stiletto heels and skinnpaj.
Klaustrofobin from the entrance are blown away.
He begins to gently, svamlar on about Sweden and how everyone except Gustaf II Adolf could see that the warship Vasa was to hell and entered the dental appointment and booked a massage, such stuff, to avoid having to go on the maiden voyage. And so the second world war and Sweden's ickeroll, then we sat and filed her nails instead of helping to kill off Hitler.
So will the regular program, if there be one, in the worldwide tour. But this with Wasa, and Hitler is so typical. For many years now, he has mixed just historical events with modern reactions and expressions. In the evening he will describe the history between the Big bang and ... Thursday. Not much has happened since last Thursday, namely.
Izzard directly on something else for him typical – ”God”. When the angels wondered, ”should we put down people, and fix human rights, such a thing, now?” replied the Father, ”quiet you a few hundred million years”. For he was busy with the smoking history, the longest joint. And so ports Izzard, of course, in the Brexit and Donald Trump's ”Let's make America hate again”.
It is not possible to describe everything he can with out of history, except that he is so exceptionally good. Scholar as a library, a brain so quick to Christopher Hitchens, blessed in the memorial, should have been jealous. He, therefore, Izzard, is a kind of world's funniest teacher, mixes lying with the facts with absurdity, and with their patented sound effects into the microphone: explosions, lots of explosions.
to those who wove Bauyeux-wallpaper bathing the combatants in the Battle of Hastings, to please, to take it a little slower, if possible in slow motion, so that we have time for? Or that the duke of Normandy, William II, the actual invasionschefen and after the victory of the british king, exploded at his own funeral? After having been beaten to death with a frying pan? He had eaten so much during his life. First, the frying pan may well be said to be doubtful while the other, the explosion, according to munich to be true.
Or the sign of the cross actually occurred in that man, waving away the flies?
on any way forward all the time. He wonders why the dogs never let unsafe in their will, Batman becomes Beeman (yes, why not?) and he conveys his theory of the Universe, a twisted variation of how everything is curved and is therefore constantly in the center of the city. And, just when I feel ”it here, we have seen Izzard do in twenty years, when can I go home?”, so he becomes serious. We have eighty years in which to save this sphere: ”Can you not help this time, Sweden?”
Then there is the end of the year. In more ways. Now Izzard pause its stand, to pursue her political career and become a member of parliament for the Labour party. ”Hey, when we be seen about maybe ten years.”
Sweden love Eddie Izzard. Read an interview from last turnéstoppet.