Every now and again I get the urge to read something outside of my beloved fiction. As I noted last time, I don’t often do this as I prefer the escapism of make believe. I don’t like to read about reality… I live there already!
As before though, it was an autobiography that struck my interest, by another of my favourite comedians – Michael McIntyre. I eagerly watch anything on TV with him in it, including repeats, because I find his sense of humour and quirky style hilarious. I did wonder if I would find his writing as funny but was also interested in how his career came about, because it seemed almost as if he was an overnight discovery, plucked from obscurity like a comedic Susan Boyle.
The truth is far from it. I had no idea how hard he’d fought to get where he is, how personal circumstance and sheer bad luck almost prevented him from being the phenomenon we now know and love, which would have been a crime. His writing is as funny as his stand-up but with extra depth and emotion. He’s not having to be a live wire for ten minutes or a couple of hours here and as he took me through his life, both funny times and sad, I learned a lot about the man and where he came from. He holds nothing back in this frank outpouring (all I’ll say is puberty!) and there are many laugh out loud moments that you can just imagine from his descriptions. The photo’s are interesting, seeing Michael at different ages, but his captions and anecdotes really bring them to life.
The book was so engaging I couldn’t put it down and when I’d finished, I immediately wanted to find the audiobook just to hear it in his unique voice.
An all round funny, touching and highly recommended account of the life (so far!) of a comedy genius.