A Night With Beau Tyler - v2 product reviews

After having seen the ever-popular "Tony 'check out my pearly whites' Robbins" on TV so many times, and having actually seen some of his stuff courtesy of a gullible mate of mine, it came to me that the only way to make money with a self-help scheme, was to be the one behind it. So I simply had to go along and check out Peter Feeney's parody on the whole self-help genre.

As you enter the venue and take your seat, you are presented with an empty stage and the unashamed hype of a powerpoint presentation showing quotes by famous people about how failure is a good thing, as well as the 'subtle' advertisments about how you too can buy Beau's latest bunch of self-help drivel at the extraordinary this-seminar-only bargain price of 'Way too much', marked down from 'I have to mortgage the house, honey'. Some of the quotes were hilarious, but a few, blatantly false, really gave us the serious nose-snorting giggles while we waited for "BT" to make his appearance.

The lights dimmed, the music rose, and the announcer starts in on the intro of intros... and here he is, BT himself, walking out of the shadows and into the spotlight. From here on in, things went nuts. With lots of audience interaction and even a bit of participation by some 'volunteers' we were introduced to the concept of being either a 'full participant' or a 'support person', aka 'our failure buddy'... and the ever powerful Beau Tyler's FFF 'Power Purge (tm)' which was the key to the whole show.

Now I am going to have to stop there... the rest would spoil the show... but I will say that honestly, I don't know what was better... the parody of some grinning gimp standing up and telling a bunch of lazy slobs "You CAN feel better... I can help lighten your burden in life... but let's start with your wallet first shall we?", or the scene near the end of the 'seminar' where Beau has a moment of realisation, his own personal reality check, and sees how much of an utter parasite he really is...

Overall, if you have someone you kinda get on with but don't really like... really give yourself a treat and make your night by slugging back a double helping of 3-bean casserole and shouting them a ticket to join you as your 'support person' for the show. You'll not regret it... until the next day perhaps. The show is a real wake-up call for the gullible people who actually believe they need someone else to tell them how to be happy. The thinking man's outspoken inner-imp, the fool's worst nightmare, Peter Feeney as Beau Tyler opens our eyes to the realisation that all it takes to make some poor sod happy is someone else telling them "Trust me, I know best, at a price."