Krater Christmas Party – Review
Every Weds, Thurs, Fri and Sat until the 21st December
This month, Komedia proudly invites you to their Krater Christmas Party, a three-course comedy/beer jug/cracker-pulling bonanza geared towards the office group that likes each other enough to spend a whole evening together (even while that clown who works in IT heckles comedians while wearing a Rudolph jumper and paper crown).
Sadly, that didn’t actually happen. I suspect it’s because it was Thursday and Friday is a bad day for facing the consequences of Christmas party actions.
The Komedia has put a lot of effort into sexing up their offerings this year – a move that was probably inevitable with the ever-successful Duke of York’s bringing in the punters. With a three course meal and two comedians on offer, the Krater brand of Christmas party is a bit more snowball than mulled cider, more Mariah Carey than the Pogues. It relies on the tested and true formula of food, drink, comedy and more drink to entertain.
But, it gets better: the waitstaff – and I can’t stress the importance of this – were very, very nice. Attentive without being creepy, like stealth, culinary assassins. In fact, the staff were so accommodating that we managed to finish dinner a full hour and a half before anything mildly comedic occurred.
Stephen Grant is, as always, a great compere, so at ease with his craft he could drop an intro while comatose. Comedians Jimmy McGhie and Geoff Norcott (after the requisite mild xenophobia where the one Aussie in the room is lambasted for having the audacity to not be British, and some entry-level misogynistic griping about wives) proved more than capable of delivering some booze-soaked laughs.
The Komedia has all the right ingredients, and over the course of the Christmas season, will probably learn to employ them with a bit more flair – next Friday’s party will probably be raucous and disgraceful. You should be there.