Samoan-Welsh James Nokise talks a big game in his Auckland show, Talk a Big Game, this comedy fest.
I couldn’t help myself.
In his 15 years of comedy, he’s spent the last 10 years focused on biting political commentary.
However when political commentary (internationally as well as locally) needed him the most- in the wake of 2016’s NZ Flag referendum, America’s Trumpocalypse, Brexit in Europe and Jexit (John Key’s exit) in NZ- Nokise vanished.
Or rather decided he’d had enough of the hoopla and was going to throw in the political commentary towel and spend an hour talking sports like a good kiwi bloke.
Or did he? Nokise lulls us into a false sense of sport security before actually hitting us with his on point political and social commentary the entire time.
The poster issa ruse, however don’t complain, because much like the promo pic for his show you’ve GOT to know that it’s not what you’re going to get.
And if you didn’t click second or third joke in, mate, c’mon.
In amongst all the laughter Nokise seamlessly unpacks a myriad of issues- disguised as a Sky-sport post match package- holding a mirror up to our society and telling us to flex.
It’s great, it’s good banter ranging from his Samoan father’s favourite sport, to theories on why Steven Adams- who I swear looks more Mexican than Tongan- signals the end of the All Blacks as he makes his way through a list of sports.
He trusts his audience’s intelligence levels, comfortably discussing sports and complex issues in a way that’s not an hour of calling out racists, or of impersonations of minorities- though you do get a bit of both.
With the finesse of a performer completely at ease on stage his style of structured- but loaded with tangents- set keeps the audience not only entertained and in stitches, but has them thinking ‘well goddamn’.
We highly recommend you grab yourselves tickets to his remaining shows- you can do so here.