Fans of Greg Davies will not have been disappointed with what should surely be regarded as a highlight of his career to date in a sold out gig at the Hammersmith Apollo. Where his last show focused heavily around his father, this show is loosely based around his relationship with his mother (although I say 'loosely' because he often veers off into other territory). Essentially the core message at the centre of this show is that we're all on some level a little mad and that every one of us is forever on the precipice of insanity.
This is fairly standard fare from Davies, but this shouldn't detract from the quality of this routine. For the most part, Greg Davies is a man who is acquiescing to the demands of the relentless march towards middle-age, but despite his jokes to the contrary it's evident that Greg possesses a child like energy and enthusiasm for this work. His large frame bounces around the stage gleefully and is every inch a confident and accomplished performer as he reels off jokes, many of which are at his own expense.
Criticisms of Davies performance are few and far between. However, the role-play felt somewhat like an afterthought, as if it had been shoehorned into the show, and indeed, the close of his show generally seemed a little disjointed, with the segways between jokes ever so slightly more strained. But with The Back of My Mother's Head, Greg Davies exceeds the exceptionally high bar that he's already set for himself. On the strength of this performance, I expect we'll be seeing Greg Davies for a good while longer yet.