Jay & Silent Bob Get Old, Hammersmith Apollo - review

There is nothing wrong with schoolboy smut. The problem was that after an inventive start this podcast-style seated set did little more than pile smut upon smut. Mewes and Smith initially reflected on their notions of England. Smith's image came largely from a Batman episode featuring the "Londinium Batcave". So far, so quaint, but then they got onto sex and pornography and largely stayed there for the night.

There were a few moments of respite, including a gloriously gonzo anecdote from Mewes about understandably having difficulties with London Eye security due to carrying a lock-knife, but they were rare. Smith later paid tribute to ex-heroin addict Mewes being clean for nearly two years, prompting a very American ovation, then it was back to penile dementia, with a closing routine where Mewes mimed sex with fans.

Smith, clearly a smart cookie in film director mode, admitted that they were getting too old for this and suggested that Jay and Silent Bob's future might reside in cartoons. It would be nice if it resided in America, but while a few fans left early, the majority cheered, suggesting that in person or animated this dynamically dumb duo will unfortunately return.

Jay & Silent Bob Get Old