The magic of the show is in the way he manages to make everything so relatable. So what if you aren’t a married millennial considering getting a handbag-style dog - that doesn’t mean you won’t find his musings on his big gay wedding any less funny. Somehow, he bridges the gap between gender, sexuality, age, nationality and even Auckland vs Taranaki and leaves you feeling as if you’ve just spent an hour with one of your best, and funniest, friends.
He has an innate knack of finding something everyone recognises, from civil defence alerts (I hear from them more than my parents) to overused phrases - live, laugh, love must have actually been meaningful the first time it was said, he muses - and then drawing out the silliness and humour around them.
By the time the show ends, you will have sore sides from laughing, and despite the fact a lot of his show contains a serving of existential dread and millennial angst, you will leave feeling not just optimistic about the future, but also understanding the importance of the word laugh in that old live, love, laugh command.